>The sweet sweet sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet taste of accomplishment!
After failed attmept number one of summiting Volcano Santa Maria. Julie and I went back again, this time with two other comrades. Left Xela at 1:45am. Started hiking: 2:00 am. Summited: 5:40am. Shooting starts. Volcano eruptions.
Mayan rituals. Finally finding our way=best feeling EVER!
Not to mention knowing that we didn’t have to climb up anymore, that my friends was a great relief. The legs were burrrrrning.
There were 25 or so Guatemalan’s that had camped up on the summit under tarps, 2 feet off the ground. I think this must have held the heat because otherwise I’m sure they would have froze. While we were up there they formed a circle around what I’d call a priest, started singing, chanting and praying. Quite the experience.
Before all of this started, one woman had sat next to me. Shared my sandwich and my drink, I’ve yet to encounter a Central American that’ll turn you down offering anything.