And then there were three.. We were back in Antigua and awaiting Colin's arrival. When we heard his voice at reception asking for us we were so excited and ran out screaming to give him hugs. To celebrate his arrival we had to have some tacos and he enjoyed his first of hopefully many margaritas. We climbed to the Cross viewpoint the next day so Colin could get the profile picture pose as well. While there Dani was very popular with a curly haired local who she thought wanted her to take a photo of him and his friends but no he wanted her in the photo and followed us around asking for photos in different places around the viewpoint. After we finally lost him we went to the market and showed Colin the mayhem that it was. We spent 45 minutes trying to find the best avocados for dinner but Dani finally allowed us to go to the supermarket as Colin and Sarah were losing the will to live with the same circle we kept going around in. We were all packed and ready for our volcano trek the next morning and had our 5 litres of water ready to go, we were carrying more than a camel does but we had been warned this was going to be the toughest thing we had ever done so we weren't leaving anything to chance. Sarah and Dani kept telling themselves 'We have done Machu Pichu and Iceland, it can't be worse than that?!' How wrong we were. We arrived at the base of volcano already complaining about how heavy out day bags were when our guides starting handing out the rest of our stuff. The things just kept coming: bag of food, sleeping mat, sleeping bag and 5 man tent. We all looked at each other. How the hell are we going to carry all of this?! We managed to tie everything to our bags and would take turns carrying the tent. We bought our sticks and we were pumped to climb 4000m of beautiful Acatenango. There was 20 people in our group and three guides who had no English which made the actual guided conversation limited. We were told we would stop every 30 mins for a rest which we thought was a bit much but 5 breathe less minutes into the trek we were sweating like pigs trying to scramble up the hills in our hiking boots, sticks and overloaded bags. The next seven hours was gruelling but an amazing experience. Every step was torture but the scenery was breathtaking as we passed through 4 different bio systems. It was Dani's turn to carry the tent after the first break and the guide felt sorry for her so tied it securely on her bag with a rope, she decided she could carry the whole way up the trek and was very happy to boast about this. We finally arrived at our camp at 6pm and We were all so proud of ourselves and hugged each other with delight. We sat around a bonfire and straight in front of us was Volcano Fuego erupting with live lava flowing down it. It was absolutely mesmerising. We made smores on the bonfire and drank our rum straight to try keep warm, as the four layers we had on weren't enough. We didn't sleep because of the cold and noise of the eruptions so when the call came to get up at 4.30am to climb the final 300m to the summit, watch the sunrise and see a crater we actually jumped out of our sleeping bags. We had thought the hardest part was over but how wrong we were. It was pitch black and every step meant sliding back almost as far in the sandy ground. After two hours crawling up the volcano we made it to the top. It was an overwhelming feeling and there were tears of joy. We jumped up and down with joy and took a few snaps of the sunrise but the blistering cold meant that we didn't last for long before we got to run back down to camp which took 10 minutes versus the two hour climb. We started the full climb down after breakfast and it was really tough on our knees and we kept slipping on to the ground. Dani found it very hard on her knee because she had fractured it a few months before so took it very slow. We were never so happy to get to the bottom and get on that bus and got an amazing surprise of a free can of beer as a congratulation for making it. We were absolute filthy and delirious from the tiredness but after we cleaned up we went out to celebrate our success. We had an amazing dinner but the wall hit us and we couldn't finish our beers before we left and went to bed. we were so tired we left our beers behind and retreated to bed at 9pm. The next day we woke up with very stiff limbs but we were determined to celebrate our last night in Antigua/Central America and our climb. After a few beers in our hostel and close it a million games of Uno we went to Las Vibras for ladies night and in search of some free drinks for Dani and Sarah (sorry Col) Ladies night in vibras so Dani and sarah could get their free drinks. We definitely celebrated all of the above and were nursing fragile heads for our flight to Colombia. We have now been travelling a month and onto our second continent. Time is going way too quick but we head down South as seasoned backpackers. Jean and Orla are already in Columbia so now there will be 5 for the next round of adventures!