Friday Esme had heard on the radio that quite some snow had fallen on the Cofre de Perote, a volcano near to Coatepec, where we live. Last year we wanted to go to see the snow on the Cofre Perote, when my mother was visiting us, but Alice got ill around that time (rotavirus infection) and later on we went to Puebla and Oaxaca. Esme asked me if I wanted to see the snow; we had been talking about going to the Cofre if there was snow earlier this year and the timing was good this time. We made plans to go early Saturday morning, first to Xalapa and then to Perote. She called her cousin Jilmar if he wanted to come with us, and he agreed.
So today we got up early, packed our stuff and headed for CAXA, the bus station in Xalapa to take a bus to Perote, and from we would have to travel somehow to the snow...