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Guatemala: Fuego

11/9/2015 10:03pm
I just had a very magical experience, but let me give you the events leading up to this magical experience. 

All us girls went into the sauna together which was this little adobe/rock-like hut which one of the men stocked with fire to keep it hot. It was a Mayan sauna. It was pretty hot in there with all of us but it felt great. We all sang some songs because it had a nice echo inside. We were all talking girl talk which I haven’t done in forever and I talked about how awesome science is and Bill Nye. Nerd status. 

Anyway, so we are all deciding to leave and our retreat leader accidentally grabs onto the hot pole which heats the building. She puts some cold water on it right away and some try to assist her. A few of us decide to get moving and B decides she's gonna stay for a bit but a second later she comes out holding her hand and says “I just did the exact same thing!” So, B joins the group tending to the other burned hand. For a minute Im thinking Im the only person trained in first aid and start giving tips and direction till I remember that K is a nurse and i immediately relax and let her take the stage because she knows whats best! We try some natural remedies and some medicine on the burns and then when both of the ladies hands are wrapped up for the evening we all start to head to bed.


I was all hot and sweaty from the sauna so I decided to take my first shower. The shower is outside and it was a little chilly but the water is nice and warm. So Im standing under this warm shower  and Im looking up at hundreds, no thousands of stars that were in the night sky. I could also see the glittering lights of the towns across the lake. And heres the best part, I was watching the red, glowing light of Fuego, the volcano erupting in the distance. A Volcano and shining stars during a warm shower. My life right now. Fucking magical.

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