Left Rio Dulce and found where to fill propane, at the gate a guard with a gun and Norbert had to leave his drivers licence with the guard before we could enter.
We had to wait 30 minutes for a driver to pick up the proper connector. Finally got filled up and were on our way to Atitlan. Good two lane highway with passing lanes here and there, but the main thing was NO TOPES. What a relieve to not have to be so vigilant when driving. There still were the big (and I mean big) pot holes but manageable.
Drove straight through Guatemala City and took some wrong turns til a Taxi pointed us in the right direction.
Driving through Chimaltenango was crazy and slow. From there it went up in to the mountains with very dense fog and by now it was getting dark. So we did what we never do, drive after 5pm. In the dark with heavy fog on a stretch of road we do not know. Needless to say my intense prayers were answered and we made it to the camping place. It was too dark to appreciate the surroundings but when I got up this morning I realized we are in a breathtaking beautiful place.
Right now it is a bit noisy as there is a party for the labour union with loud music and a pig roast, and as south american people do not know private space thy park themselves right in front of your door or in your chair. Well we are the visitors here so we will adjust.
Hugs to all.