After searching the Horizons site and emailing various other travellers I know who have passed this way, I came to the sad conclusion that
a) no-one had shipped home to Europe from here
and
b) I was going to have to do it the hard way
I hauled my way through the phone book, I must have called over 20 companies as I struggled with the intricacies of the Caracas public telephone system - not to mention the fact that the phone booths always seem to be home to hordes of mosquitoes - I would set off from my hotel each day, armed with spanish dictionary, cold drink, mossie repellent and all the reserves of patience I could muster.

In some cities in the World, the shipping agents are all conveniently situated in one street (or so it seems, eg Madras, Cape Town etc) but not in Caracas - scattered over the whole city, it meant I had to telephone them - not easy when your Spanish is not always up to the technical terms and anyway they just cannot accept that a woman has a motorcycle AND she wants to send it to Europe. The inevitable question of how did I get my bike to Caracas in the first place would always crop up, and I could hear the snorts of disbelief as I patiently retold how I had crossed the border overland from Brazil (luckily, no-one ever asked how I had got to Brazil in the first place).