In life, there is a list of unpleasant things like, changing diapers, cleaning toilets, and scooping the kitty litter. For a bicycle tourist, riding into a massive city on bicycles makes the list.
Sarah’s computer has slowly been dying for the past several months, refusing to boot at times. We’ve nursed it along by either booting into a stripped down operating system on a memory stick or an emergency partition on an external drive. No Apple or affiliated service centers had been en route until now.
Navigating Guatemala City was harrowing but manageable. We were surprised to find a dedicated bike lane in the central part of the city and it passed close to the Apple affiliate.
Heather and more than a few Guatemalans we’ve met have suggested that we ask to stay with the Bomberos (volunteer firemen) if we need to camp. We decided to try our luck and left the city heading for Mixco, Guatemala, an intermediate point between Guatemala City and our destination of Antigua.
Later that day we found ourselves sharing the company of Resusci Anne and the men and women of the Benemerito Cuerpo de Bomberos Voluntarios de Mixco. We had a great time listening to stories and relating our adventures.
We fell asleep in the bunkhouse, surrounded by the volunteers on duty that night. While not wanting to wish bad luck on anyone, I did harbor the desire to wake to the alarms and rush of the volunteers preparing to answer an emergency call.