The smell of ash hit us when we came out of the bus. “Twenty minutes, then we’ll leave”. I should have said two hours. I went up the hill to get a good view over the volcano and the area around. The grass was moving as the wind, far away cloud-covered mountains rise in the sky. The sun was shining. It was a pretty day and a pretty landscape.
I could have stayed there for at least two hours more. Instead, snap, snap, snap…I took some photos and then I went down again. Back to the bus. Fifteen minutes late.