I pulled into a gas station and sat down at a table outside for a minute just to relaxe. A guy sitting at the nearby asked me where I was going and we talked for a bit. I noticed he was wearing a side arm of the auto pistol variety. So, all I could do was smile when he started warning me to be careful when I got to Mexico because it was dangerous there. I stayed a couple days in Antigua before moving on.
This was an exciting trip for a number of reasons. It was over 30,000 miles thru Latin America and the Andes mountains, and I didn't speak much Spanish. There was also the small detail of the Darien Gap. And, then there was "Death Road" in Bolivia - supposedly the most dangerous road in the world.
Anyway, I blogged about the entire journey right here.