Sueco Guatemalteco

In my first ever blog post I told you about the overall “plot” of this blog. I think it’s in order to tell you a little bit about the background story. I will try to keep it short, so I don’t lose you on the way: In January 2017 I moved to Quetzaltenango, Guatemala. I brought a suitcase of clothes and my road bike. I had been cycling since the summer of 2016 and started to see some glimpses of my fitness from my teen years when I played football and floorball. Anyway, I started to ride on the roads around the city of Quetzaltenango and realized quickly that the infrastructure hasn’t really come that far as in the south of Sweden. But on my second or third ride I met another road cyclist who happened to speak English and I had made my first Guatemalan friend, a cycling friend. He showed me some awesome climbs, among others the “famous” climb up to the “cumbre Alaska”, peak Alaska. I have been told it’s called Alaska because its always cold up there at just above 3000 meters ov...

Yet another cycling blog, or is it? Well, yes, in a way it’s exactly like that but with a slightly different angle. I think, I am not totally sure and honestly, I am a beginner at this, writing a blog for everyone to read. It’s a bit daunting since I am not 100% confident in myself but what can go wrong here. For starters, English is not my native tongue and I wouldn’t consider myself as fluent in the language, so expect some errors on a regular basis. My native language is Swedish, and Sweden is the country I was born and raised. This blog will not be so much about Sweden but the cycling in Guatemala where I moved a couple of years ago to be with my girlfriend, sorry, fiancé (still getting used to that). In Guatemala I got in touch with the cycling community quickly and this is the story about how I navigate on the Guatemalan cycling scene with all cultural clashes, beautiful Guatemalan climbs, drunk drivers and everything that comes with trying to stay with the Guatemalan elite...