The wifi has been spotty at the best of times and my electronics have taken to dying on me from a lack of places to plug them in.
Life as I undersand it has fallen by the way side.
What's really important anyway?
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I am running away from my run away plan...how is that possible?
I hiked along a volcano yesterday, steam holes and all, a vast landscape dotted by twisted trees, burnt rocks, and vicious cows eyeing me threateningly, I swear they were about to charge.
I'm not much of a trekker but found the 16k drive up a windy cobble stone road overgrown with grass exciting, the theme to Indian Jones constantly in the back of my mind and the tip of my tongue.
I guess it goes along with that old saying, you don't know what you've got till its gone...well maybe not I think it would be pretty $%$# difficult to not know you have a volcano in your city but who am I to judge.
The steam rising in the photos above was lovely and it looked useful as well, the last person there had stuffed one full of corn on the cob. I have the image of the volcano suddenly erupting throwing heaps of popcorn over Mexico.
It looks like the volcano itself was a failed tourist attraction. There was an abandoned information center at the beginning of the trail but it looked like it had never been used.
The trail itself was a little neglected and was a little hard for my city smarts to follow, I'm not sure why with amazing markers like this to lead the way.