It is a lake inside a volcano. Inside a volcano. A volcano!!! Yes, I did spend the entire night wondering how I would rescue the children when it starts to erupt. Cause that is how my anxiety likes to spend the last night of vacation.
We stayed at a beautiful hotel built up along the steep interior walls.
We went kayaking and swimming on the lake before dinner and breakfast.
The hotel kept all kinds of animals on the hotel grounds: parrots, macaws, geese, rabbits…Van asked the owner, the abuela, why she had so many animals there. She said simply, “because children love animals.” Then she pinched their cheeks and called them lindo chico and linda niña about a hundred times in a row. At least that is what Van said happened.