My experience going up the volcano in Costa Rica.

I am so sorry I haven’t done a blog post for over a week, but I have been very busy with homework and other things I do outside of school. Hopefully now I will be able to do posts more frequently. So here is my experience going up Volcano Irazu, when I went to Costa Rica:

As I slowly and steadily paced up the volcano the clouds swooped in. The wind howled. The air turned cold and the mist took over the land. The smell of sulphur reeked the gravel and air and when I reached the top it was like a bomb had been dropped on a city buried in the ground covered by dust. As I stared into the mouth of the volcano, I saw no lava, no smoke, it wasn’t even hot. It was a plain pool of blue water and green vines. The longer we were there the more the clouds swooped in and blinded the eye from the natural beauties of the mouth of a volcano. The wind howled harder, and the clouds came in more. The air got colder and tiny drops of water fell from the sky. It got heavier, and colder, and darker, and heavier, and colder, and darker and I was forced to head back down the mountain.

Fact of the day: The Olympic Games were originally a religious festival.

Joke of the day: I’m reading a book about anti-gravity. It’s impossible to pull down.

Riddle of the day: Paul’s height is six feet, he’s an assistant at a butcher’s shop, and wears size 9 shoes. What does he weigh?

If you know the answer to the riddle leave it in the comments below. Drop a like if you enjoyed reading this post and want me to write more like this one about experiences I have had. Remember to tell me in the comments if you like the joke I put up today.

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