O Ash! O Smoke! O Rock!
Vulcan whose might we mock,
Trembling and spewing out with mighty roar
When the skies you took will you unlock?
No more -Oh, never more!
Whether the day or night
No one has taken flight:
Had you but attention craved before
Pray, move your clouds and give my heart delight
No more -Oh, never more
(with sincere apologies to Percy Bysshe Shelley for the butchering of his work)
Luckily, my flights have yet to overlap with the Chilean volcano, but I have not been unaffected. Bariloche, a beautiful city in the south of Argentina, was supposed to be my next stop. However, with the city covered in ash and snow, (making a mucky, dark mess) the place has mostly shut down. All warnings are indicating it's not worth the time it would take to get there since most places are closed and most sites I wanted to see are still inaccessible. So yeah, Bariloche's an unfortunate no go for me.
Now, butchering classic poetry might seem excessive for the insult given here, but there is one important detail I haven't yet mentioned. Besides its river access and natural beauty, Bariloche is known for one other thing: Chocolate. This nasty bint of an eruption has kept me from the home of great chocolate in all South America. That kind of offence cannot stand. Puyehue-Cordon Caulle, you just made my list.
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