We managed to watch the sunrise on the rocky shore of Lake Titicaca on the first day of 2006. The very long day before featured a phantom bus service from La Paz, an efficient team of Italian exchange students, a drink with Brazilian lawyers, DIY fireworks on the lakeshore, drinking local firewater, and finally finding the beach party at the hippy hostel here in Copacobana. Biz and I huddled in the cold morning drizzle to catch the first rays as the Lake gave birth to the sun. At 6 am we watched the sky turn from very dark grey to light grey, without even a hint of red or gold and the Isla Del Sol become completely obscured by mist. Then we went back to Hostal Wara in town to sleep in the store room. Before we laid down our weary heads the housekeeper came in for fresh sheets on her rounds. There really were no rooms at the inn last night.