We arrived at dusk to Papallacta and went on a short little jaunt through the countryside. Cows grazed nearby and roosters crowed, trying to trick us into thinking the day had just begun. We couldn't be fooled, we knew it was time for night swimming (I guess I mean soaking) in the hot spring pools. Fed with hot water from the nearby volcanoes, steam rose from the pools, partially disguising the faces of bathers. Luckily, a cold mountain creek nearby provided a quick (I could only stay in ten seconds) relief from the heat. Tingly hot-cold--almost like walking in Minnesota snow before getting in a hot tub.
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