Baños had some of the coolest Catholic symbols. You can kinda see Mary and Jesus hanging over the street sitting next to an exploding volcano and looking like they would kill you with an ice spray from their eyes if you came too close. This picture was all over Baños. There was also a church with a depiction of Hell so specific that for each sin, of which there was about 40, it would show you what would happen to each body part (what would be removed, punctured, put in lava, etc.). On the other side of the church, Heaven looked kinda boring, like sitting in the DMV waiting to get your license for the first time: You are excited but at the same time not really and now a guy just sat down who keeps leaning on you when he sneezes, but hey, youre gonna drive home!
We didnt drive home. Baños is small.
It doesn`t look quite as small from up here, but that is the whole thing - half of it hostels and ATV rentals. On the bottem left is the grave yard. We only hiked for a little bit, but there were quite a few trails around the city. "Bor-ing," Gillian will tell me when she reads this one.
That´s the volcano from the baddass Mary pictures. The name has escaped me like our breath at this altitude (an amount which has also escaped me). But with the hot springs and endless hiking trails, Baños is truely the greatest escape of all!
This was what we hiked too. You can{t get right next to it so taking a picture was kinda hard. I tried so mightily to get the volcano in it too but it didn{t have quite the same effect. We were here for only 2 nights and then we went to the Beach.
(Sorry about the spelling btw)
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