We spent a few days in Sucre resting and enjoying the heat. We watched some football and spent a night eating and drinking way too much, somehow ending up in a karaoke bar until 4 a.m. This resulted in us staying yet another day.
We said farewell to the French cyclists, Cyril, Nicolas and Alice, who took a bus to La Paz and we headed out on the road to Santa Cruz with Ellen, Elmar, Myles, and Marcin. Flo, the other French cyclist, was briefly with us but he surged ahead on the first day, not to be seen again.
Plaza 25 de Mayo.
Roof tiles.
Sucre.
Recoleta viewpoint.
Sucre near the central market.
Cathedral door detail.
Prefectura del departamento.
Light and shadow.
Wrought iron gate and shadows.
Prefectura del departamento.
The courtyard of our hotel, Casa Verde.
Sucre Cathedral.
Having a drink.
Sucre cathedral.
Sucre’s Santa Clara.
The Bolivian colours flying from Prefectura del departamento.
Sweeping the stoop.
Juice seller in Sucre.
Moving the goods.
Peanut seller.
Sucre’s Santa Clara.
Looking north on Estudiantes in Sucre.
Plaza Cochabamba.
Sucre’s central market.
Recoleta Plaza.
Recoleta viewpoint.
Plaza 25 de Mayo in Sucre.
Looking at Plaza 25 de Mayo from Plaza Restaurant’s patio.
Bowler and braids.
Casa Verde, our hotel in Sucre.
Recoleta market.
Great coffee.
Recoleta plaza.
Juice bars in Sucre’s Mercado Central.
A vintage VW Brasilia.
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We always enjoy reading your blog and looking at your pictures!
Likewise. We’re following you as you begin your adventure. Stay in touch. I think our paths may cross soon.
Ah…I was looking for the karaoke pictures!