My gaze had yet to drift from the volcano, so on Tuesday, I followed the heliconias trail and my path was crossed by lizards and butterflies. From the viewpoint, I could see Lake Arenal and it reminded me of the lakes and dense forests in Austria. I turned back to the volcano and it was then that it began to rumble. I watched black boulders bouncing down the sides and puffs of steam appear from the top. I eventually tore myself away and walked down the Coladas trail. Finding myself amongst large lumps of old lava, I again began to gaze at the summit of the volcano, in between clouds, one minute visible and the next minute not.
That night, back at the hotel, I stood amongst my travelling companions on the balcony, eating more pizza, when someone gasped at the volcano, and it was then that we saw it erupting, bright red lava glowing in the night sky.
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Arenal Volcano, Costa Rica.
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