The school planned a Saturday outing to a volcanic sauna, “30 minutes walk from the school.” Despite the altitude, Logan and I were fine with a walk/hike of whatever length. However, I hung back with a 20-something lawyer who did not sign up for the trek up the mountainside that no one would call a 30-minute walk. On the positive side, the scenery was beautiful. And my knowledge from Peru that picking up rocks when angry dogs run at you came in handy. Worked like a charm. Didn’t have to throw anything; I just held them up.
Views on the way and back.
Logan in the sauna… turns out, not an easy photo to take.
