Nasty Mattress and Rain

So on this day we spent our remaining hours on the beach. It was a little hard to leave, but after two days in the heat, and really not sleeping well because of it and the mosquito devils, it was time. We got some last swims, last looks, and some last grains of sand lodged in our nether regions.

Upon return to our hotel to check out, we noticed that the housekeeping was changing out our linens. Oh my god, it looked like a crime scene. Our foam mattresses were totally black! I'm not sure if it was mold (eck!), body fluids of some kind (ugh!), or just (and this is what stopped me from bathing in bleach) the black sand having settled into the foam spaces, but it was pretty bad. My mom, who has a tolerance for grime that borders on the insane, even said it would have deterred her from staying there. Ahh travel, ain't it sexy?

So we get on the bus back to Monterrico, where we met up again with two students from Western WU!, and on our way back into Antigua it started to rain. Normally this is a not a particularly noteworthy occurance, but this rain, after having been baking slowly in the hot, was a welcome sight. it was so nice to have the cool breeze and cool droplets.

This rain, ironically, also provided an opportunity to take the only picture of the top of Agua Volcano I had (normally the top is covered by clouds, so figure that out).