Back to Copacabana...

Hostal La Posada - Isla del Sol (right off the boat) 20 bolivianos

Somehow we ended up back in Copacabana to celebrate the coming of 2009 Bolivia style (yes that's right, we went backwards, not forwards.) Overall New Year's Eve turned out to be a familiar celebration of drinking beer and dancing our hearts out. However, for a little Bolivian culture we did try to swallow 12 grapes whole at midnight, filled our pockets with lentils (for good luck in money) and put on our red underwear (good luck in love). We didn't run around the block with our suitcases (travel luck) since we seem to be doing okay so far and we also opted to skip the naked egg fight which our taxi cabdriver told us about (not really sure what that should bring...chickens?)

We stayed a few more days in Copacabana and decided to revisit the Isla del Sol. They say it's truly a magical place... (perhaps Bob was absorbing all the magic on the first trip.) This time with our adventurous, and nature loving friends, Fernando and Sergio, it proved to be much different. We found a little beach that looked like it had never been touch by other humans. Actually, we're not sure if it would still be there if we looked again. =) We also climbed to the top of a small peak on the island and watched an amazing sunset and rainstorm coming in. It was so mesmerising that we stuck around too long and ended up getting soaked to the bone in a freezing, slippery hour walk back to our hostel in the dark. It was well worth it.