Volcán Calbuco had erupted in May. I'd gone to see it, but I'd been out of luck and the weather was bad for two days. I'd gone back to Santiago without seeing anything. Now I was back in Puerto Varas, and it was really upsetting to see how close the volcano was to the town. If I'd had clear skies, I'd have seen epic, epic views of the ash column surging up into the upper atmosphere.