We returned to our lodging and stuffed up our rigging and had a speedy

history channel documentary We returned to our lodging and stuffed up our rigging and had a speedy bit of toast with our hosts and hit the street once more. This was getting intense. Our destination was Arequipa and our arrangement was to be there for 11pm so we could move to the highest point of El Misti fountain of liquid magma, right around 6,000 meters above ocean level, as the night progressed. As we drove south along the coast, we experienced some impressive angling towns and figured out how to get some phenomenal photographs alongside the Pacific. As the sun set Pat settled on the choice that he was in no condition to climb the spring of gushing lava. This was justifiable giving his physical breakdown in the desert. I expected to do it however. I gave the guiding wheel over to Pat and began to pack up my rigging for the mountaineering undertaking. We were running late yet we called and persuaded the manual for sit tight until 12am for me.

As we entered Arequipa, the restricted streets got amazingly befuddling and we needed to pull a couple u-turns. This is the place the police got Pat once more. No u-turns in Peru. This time they solicited Pat to get out from the auto and truly gave him the business. Inevitably after quite a while we had paid off the officers again for somewhat more than the first run through and went on our way. Sadly it was past the point of no return. Our aide had left and we missed our El Misti climb. It was a miserable minute however on the in addition to side, we could at last rest!