It's just like Scotland, rainy, mountains and lochs.

As my bus rattled through the mountainous Guate region the mist slowly lifted forming an umbrella of grey cloud illuminating Lake Atilian.

I was spending a brief weekend in the western highlands with a new acquaintance, Netta (from Israel). Upon arrival we headed to Zoola for lunch to meet an old friend and relax amongst cushions and ginger tea.

Zoola for some Jewish delicious food and relaxation

As with most aspects of water, the lake created a tranquil ambience with it's motionless state.

I joined a hike up a nearby mountain returning filthy from the ever-torrential rain but somehow feeling refreshed and relaxed.

San Pedro Town

I took some time to take in the lakes glory over some tacos and pure Guatemalan black coffee. San Pedro on a Saturday is a busy place for a town so small, music filling the lakeside moist air. My night was spent dancing amongst locals and gringos taking my share of rum and ginger ale. (It's a winner).

Sunday and Antigua awaited for my long overnight bus to Flores then Belize. I sure do like Guatemala and I'm looking forward to coming back after a spot of Caribbean action with Lucia. Tikal/ Rio Dulce and Livingstone was on the to do list. But next; sun, sand and rum.

My view from my hostel