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Yesterday, we climbed a volcano, an active one with smoke from the top and parts of the sides. First we walked to the place where we got in the van, it was an outfitter, an outfitter is someone who does adventures. When we were there we met our guides and their names were Pablo and Victor. On our trip was our family plus two more.

We drove a long time and our guides told us about where we were driving. I was asleep part of the time. They told about the volcano and how active it is and how old it is. When we got there it was a national park and we got another guide too his name was Felix but he told me his name was Phoenix which is a funny name. We rented walking sticks and I don’t get it because they cost money. Then we drove on to the place where we started hiking to the volcano.

It was very steep. Our guides told us about the plants, and there was wild coffee and some poisonous things and this one plant with really soft leaves that people use to wash their faces and for toilet paper. The guides were talking in plain old English but they talked Spanish too. People on horses followed us in case anyone wanted to ride a horse up instead of walk. Later on my mom wanted to ride a horse so it’s good they were following us.

Pretty soon we got so high that there weren’t any plants any more and we got closer and closer to the crater. It started getting hotter and hotter on the ground. We were pretty close to the crater when we stopped for lunch where there was steam coming out of the ground and we were sitting on cooled lava. We had tortillas that were heated over one of the steaming places, and inside our tortillas we had our choice of onions, tomatoes, beans, peppers, guacamole, and cream cheese and tuna.

After lunch we hiked down across the place the volcano last exploded just about a year ago. We stopped at a place that was baking hot, where lava had cooled some and the man whose name I thought was Phoenix took out some marshmallows from his backpack, they were regular and blue raspberry and strawberry, and he roasted them. You just had to count to ten when he was roasting them and they were crisp and golden. He had some cookies with chocolate in the center, and he opened them and we made something kind of like s’mores and it was really good.

Then we hiked down and that was it.

9 November 2011

We started Spanish school by playing hangman in English and Spanish. We did that for an hour and then we went to go riding horses.

We went to the horse pasture to get our horses, in Spanish they are called caballos. Mine was the grey horse, Anna’s was the brown horse with the tan mane. Jose’s was like hers but a black mane. The horse pasture is near the school and we walk right through it on our way to school. The horses are in a straight line in the shade under a roof and some tied on a post in the grass. We made whistles with the grass in our hands, some are loud and some not so loud and it depended on how big the hole in the blade of grass was, and I learned how to make the same sound with just my thumbs with different size spaces between my thumbs. Bigger spaces between my thumbs are louder.

The man who keeps the horses went with us too. We rode all around town on the street with tuk-tuks and everything, and the horses weren’t afraid of the tuk-tuk but one of the tuk-tuks drove over on the sidewalk because the driver was afraid of the horses. When there was a tuk-tuk that didn’t see us, my horse turned around in circles. We went down to the lake and our horses took a drink and I thought I would fall off because my horse was bending his head down so much.

When we got back from horseback riding we played hide-and-seek with Jose in Spanish mostly.


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