
(A Mayan Mama adjusting her baby wrap )


Yesterday was another day of relaxing, revelations, and rejuvenating. The main event was wandering through the streets of Antigua with tourism police officer as a guide. We hiked through the city and up 379 stone steps to see Cerro de la Cruz. The view was beautiful. All of Antigua spread across the horizon with a fantastic view of Volcan Agua. Kiera slept all the way up on my back but was able to enjoy the scenery just before leaving as she awoke greeting everyone in our presence. She of course found time as well to “share her nummies” to all, giving everyone good reason to smile.
This morning we met with an old friend of Sarah´s who lives down here with his wife doing missions work for quite some time now. He treated us to breakfast and great conversation in a quaint cafe. The visit started as Breakfast but ended well after lunch. Kiera occupied herself with a meow meow and beautiful Mayan women making their works of arts in the garden (Kiera helped too!). We left in a hustle to be sure we could pack our gear for a hike up a volcanoe.
With a few minutes to spare we made it to a shuttle which brought us to Volcan Pacaya. The hike up took nearly 2 hours through rain, wind, and clouds but it was well worth it (the postman would be proud). When we reached the top we were in awe of the lava that was running below or what we could see of it through the driving clouds and rain. We immediately began snapping photos left and right trying to capture the moment but the guide kept hustling us off to the side… to the side where a faintly visible trail that would lead us right down to the lava. We traversed across cold and jagged volcanic rock that sliced into our shoes. Each step was made nerously in fear of being shreaded and left to the dogs. We were coaxed along by a cool breeze and failed to notice the increase in temperature under our feet with each step. As we got closer to the running lava the temperature became unbearable, our shoes even started to burn, we were that close!!! Some girls from Israel even brought marshmallows to toast. Not doubt Kiera was right there eating them. The lava was incredible, flaming red, orange, black… intense. Imaging Hell but way ¨cooler¨. It was a full on sensory experience.

(Yup, that is what lava looks like, up close and personal)

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(Kiera on top of her third volcanoe, not bad for two years of age!)

(Lava toasted mallow, well worth the heat!)
Tomorrow will brings swimming pools, more friends and packing for our adventure to Honduras. We continue to send our love to all and know that we miss you all too!




