Several weeks ago we took a journey to Taal [ta-ALL] Volcano. This is south of Manila bout two hours (by bus). We got up early in the morning, got on the bus we had arranged for and joined six or eight other senior missionary couples for the trip. We made q quick breakfast stop at McDonald's. (Yes! a real McDonalds's, but yet, not quite the same.)
After about two hours (some of it mighty slow traffic) we came to the top of row of low mountains. We climbed aboard a Jeepney because the road was too steep for the bus – well, for the bus to come back out. Likely it would have gone down okay. The Jeepney descended down to the big lake. 
We're all decked out in our American tourist outfits, ready to see the world, or at least this small island and its famous active valcano. It last errupted in the 1960s, but who knows? . . . we may see something spectular.
This shows the hill we had to descend in the Jeepney to get to the lake. It doesn't look at that steep from here, but it was.
[This picture is out of order. I've still not figured out how to get the pictures in the order of the story; usually I get them backwards. But enjoy!]
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