We did some underground exploring. Our neighbors' adopted son is studying to be a tour director and wanted to practice his English.
(side note) They teach proper English in the Portuguese schools.
It's easier to talk with the ignorant
rather than the trained.
Going into the volcano was a welcome change to the weather. The wind had been coming from all directions and very cold.
After we entered the cave, the rain fell from the hole but the wind was kept at bay. We could see the different types of lava on the sides of the cave and imagined the heat that created these textures. The lush hole in the ground at one time spewed white hot magma. Now it was creating a beautiful image in my lens.
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