IT was already dusk by the time we arrived at the Catimor homestay, which was nestled in a sprawling coffee plantation reminiscent of the bygone Dutch colonial era.
When my friend had asked me a few months ago if I’d be keen to trek up a volcano to view the world’s largest acid lake, I thought she was crazy. In my mind, I had pictures of human sacrifices and people getting burnt alive in a lake of … fire and brimstone!
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