We were on this Island for a week.  We stayed at this orphanage, and I pretty much fell in love with the kids there.  I held the younger kids and plaved soccer with the older kids.  We watched the sun set over the lake every night, one night I watched it in a hamock with a little kid, and another night i watched it as we played soccer on the court.  The food was good, we usually had power and water, and everthying was gorgeous!  We climbed up this volcano ( ill try to get pics up later)-it took five hours to get to the lake at the top-something got into Joe and I and we sprinted down the volcano as fast as we could-we were racing these tour guides.  For like the last three hours hiking to the top the clouds turned the trail into all out mud and slush-there were vines everywhere and rocks, and it was pretty steep-to where you had to climb a little in some places.  When Joe and I started coming down we were stuck behind the group for about a half hour, but once we passed everyone we just took off in a mad dash.  The young tour guides were behind us the whole way shouting and chasing us.  Joes started calling them Ninas (little girls) which made them chase even faster.  We would like run and slide down on the mud trying to keep our balance until we slid into a tree or could grab a vine-I fell numerous times, not caring about anything besides beating the tour guides.  It was cold and we were in a cloud and covered in mud.  Any places we climbed up a little Joe and I just jumped in stride, sometimes falling but hitting the ground running.  I wish we had a video, cuz it was so slippery it was nearly impossible to walk down without falling-and Joe and I were running as fast as we could.  It was such an adrenaline rushing thinking ahead to were we were going to put our next step our jumping over rocks, or catching our foot under a root.  Honestly a miracle we didn't get hurt.  Mom Im sorry but it was not safe at all, and one of the most fun times of my life.  As we got lower down the mountain the path got more firm and we just kept going faster.  We beat the tour guides to this beautiful clearing, and decided as much as we wanted to sprint on we had to take in the view.  So the tour guides met up with us and we took pics and videos with them and just sat there for close to a half hour.  We asked them if they were ready and they were too tired but Joe and I wanted to keep going.  The path was pretty much hard by then so intead of running but kinda putting the breaks on I just let my legs go.  I was sprinting straight down a volcano, trying to keep from falling forward my legs were going so fast.  The only way i ended up slowing down was grabing a vine.  Joe and I ran all the way back tho and it was seriously so much fun!!  We got back in exactly 2 hours from when we left the top.  Without our breaks Joe and I think we could have turned it into and hour.  So then we showered off the mud, enjoyed a soda and layed in hamocks for the remaining three hours for others to get back.  We were just thanking God he made us boys.  I love being a boy.