The Lago Commissary for the local hires. This commissary was inside the lago fence but the front doors were on the first street in San Nicholaas that ran next to the concession fence. Local hires and their families could shop at that commissary.
Yep, the mountains of Venezuela. Looks like this was the edge of the parking lot for the Esso Club. Mom used to buy the best fresh-caught snapper for dinner from the fishermen who came to this part of the beach.