There's a lot of churches in Antigua. Loads of them. As there's very little else to do in town and we're not leaving until this evening, I've ended up visiting quite a lot of them. Religion's weird, isn't it? I saw a dead man's finger just before lunch. It was in a display case with gold trim. And a lady tried to sell us rosary beads to kiss whilst looking at said dead man's finger. I really wish I understood.
We climbed a live volcano this morning (Pacaya since you asked). Now that's something that I understand - rocks and pummice and steam rising through cracks. Noone told us until we were at the top that you can toast marshmallows in the vents. Rubbish. Failed to see molten lava though, booo. Guess that's one that stays on the bucket list.
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