It has been quite a while since I have climbed to the roof of Alejandro's family's house to see if I could see the volcanoes. When Alejandro takes his sister to work early in the morning, there is a spot along the route where they can see the peaks when the sky is clear. On Monday Alejandro said that the volcanoes were visible. So, yesterday, I went to the roof just before dawn, braving the nippy morning temperature of only 40 degrees Fahrenheit. The two mountains, Iztaccíhuatl to the left and Popocatépetl to the right, were silhouetted against the brightening sky. Uncharacteristically, "Popo", the active one, did not appear to be fuming.
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