Around this time last week, I hiked two separate volcanoes in Nicaragua. The first, Cerro Negro, nearly killed me by a thunderous, gusty, zero-visibility rainstorm. The second, Madera, nearly killed me by steep inclines and more sweat than I knew my body was capable of. This time last week, I fucking hated volcanos.
I returned from Nicaragua to learn that Taco Bell had debuted a new item, the Volcano taco. Key ingredients being a bright red taco shell and a “lava” cheese sauce. In a dramatic twist of fate, I now fucking love Volcanoes.
