the top of the San Pedro volcano, leaving behind the advice of those who, to earn a little, try to scare us by telling us about possible attacks by bandits. Once at the top, we were left breathless by the spectacle that the 360 degree view of the lake reflects the four volcanoes of the area.
Waking up from this incredible dream was provided by the road the next day that gave us the first real fall of the trip since our departure in Canada.
At a ford I didn’ t see a large stone and I fell with my 300 + kilograms of motorbike into the brown water of the stream. Not bad, the locals bent over backwards to help us and all it took was a few hammer blows to our bags to set off towards Antigua.
The old capital was a pearl of rare beauty that did not hide the wounds inflicted by the volcanoes that surround it, by the earthquakes and by the latest bloody civil war. Today the city, which was founded in 1543 by the Spanish colonizers, lives on the charm of its churches in ruins after their abandonment in 1773. We got lost in its alleys and went up to the belvedere to observe its plan from above, framed between the profiles of the three volcanoes Agua, Tierra and Fuego: the most beautiful greeting we could have had from Guatemala.
Just doing a little research on the events that have tragically shaken this nation in recent years, is to ask yourself whether it is really necessary to visit. In reality, our nomadic spirit led us to want to see with our own eyes what the real situation was, knowing that we will only be able to see a small