Fast dash at 8am through a busy market to the chicken bus station. Even at this time the sun is blazing hot and I wish I hadn't packed quite so much. Jumped on a crowded bus to start out journey to an island made of two volcanos in the middle of a lake. Two buses, two taxis and a ferry later we arrived at a hostel by the lakeside. Found a nice place to eat and spent the rest of the day lying in a hammocks reading and preparing ourselves for the long hike up the volcano in the morning. Dined in our hostel (more like someone's home with a few rooms out back) on a typical chicken, rice and cheese (haloumi-like) dish, whilst watching fireflies. Played games whilst avoiding the rain, which continued through to morning, making quite a racket on our tin roof.