

Today, I stared into the face of hell.
(Melodrama aside).... Karen was stuffed today (stomach still a bit dodgy), so I headed to the top of Volcan Pacaya, standing on the edge of magma/lava flows down the side of the volcano, and climbed the volcanic ash slopes to get my lungs burned out by sulphur vents, so I and a couple of english-scottish adventurers could stare straight down to see the fiery pit at the caldera, right at the summit of the beast.

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