Love Venezuela but not the Caracas Airport

My Lord, is all I can say to describe the experience of my sweetie and I yesterday while traveling through Caracas, Venezuela. We were in route from Margarita Island and transferring through Caracas on our way to Miami, Florida. From there my sweetie was headed back to Los Angeles, while I had a speaking assignment at the Republican National Convention (I spoke at the Democratic National Convention a week or so prior).  Our "connection" flight, Aserca Airlines, in Caracas allowed us 3 hours of buffer time, more than enough time we assumed. Well, we assumed wrong.