Shapeshifting

O.K. From now on it'll go much easier. The apathy of the last couple of weeks in Russia (and, obviously, of that empty, static week wasted in Israel) is being overcome by my normal "traveling mode" - or, to put it simply, i'm steadily going bananas. That's good.
Climbed a dormant volcano today. The god of clouds is supposed to live in the crater (now filled with water, "surface-crawling" fish and surprisingly little garbage), but this morning he must have gone to Bangladesh and left his parish unattended. The clouds went hysterical (put yourself in their shoes - you're made of vapor, can't really say where your body ends and the skies begin, and the only creature that cares about you apparently decided 10000 km is nothing, as long as your love is true; ah, and don't forget about humans, with all that argentum chloride!) and dove into the lake. Some drowned.
Difficulties with photography - Maya are more camera-shy than any other people i've seen. Telephoto isn't of much use. Shoot & run strategy works better.
Tomorrow going to climb an active volcano. One hell of a difference...