si!my dads writing to me
I.m slowly making my way south now. Currently, im in a lil town called Villarica and its small and quaint. With spectacular views of a lake and he famed Villarica Volcano. Arriving into town I knew i wanted to hike up the volcano but lil did i realize how of shape i was. Woke up the morning of, ate a good heardy breakfast (peanut butter and jam, cant get better than that), and with excited nerves I waited to meet the volcan. Brown earth awaited peoples steps. All geared up, crampons, check, ice ax, check, food, sunglasses, good spirits, check
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