Have you ever been lost on a Volcano?

Well, you wouldn´t be alone!

Actually, in the end we weren´t actually lost. But for the last hour of our 4 hour descent, we were absolutely convinced we had taken a wrong turn half way down and were headed in the wrong direction to an unknown town. We have still never used a telephone nor did we really know if we would actually be able to get in touch with the guide company that we´d taken for the trip. (yeah, our guide was somewhere behind us with the last few of our 8 person group.)

Oh, and we tried with relative success to ask a farmer on the mountain if he had seen any gringos pass by earlier. Despite his saying yes (plus lots of other things we might have understood), from the description it sounded like another group on the mountain that day.....feeding the lostness...

It´s now 5:05pm and we just got dropped back off at the school just a bit late (we were supposed to be done at 1pm!).

We´re COMPLETELY EXHAUSTED and pretty dirty. (picture at least a 45 degree incline the entire way, lots of boulder hopping, LOTS of mud on washed out trails...and it rained most of the way down)

We´re headed home to shower (we were told there´s only hot water early in the mornings and late at night...sweet!) and then to meet our fellow moutain climbing friends for dinner.

More on this later...