Cotopaxi is a big (5 897 meters high) shy volcano, this is the least we can conclude from our 24 hours of sharing the landscape with it. The clouds where pretty much everywhere on and around the snow-capped dome. But this actually made the 20 seconds we saw it amazingly special. I almost cried. And I’m not the kind who cries for a mountain. I cry watching the last episode of Friends, this I do. So I guess this makes it a pretty powerful piece of stone. Cotopaxi was magic. Camping there was challenging and cold but oh so intense. And bumping into a dear walking silently in the middle of the fog on our way back was the cherry on an already pretty generous cake. Of course we learnt the day after everybody had a clear view of the Cotopaxi on a beautiful blue sky. But who cares, the mystic atmosphere we got there was definitely more special!