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.
The courtyard of our hotel, Casa Verde.
Sucre.
Juice seller in Sucre.
Recoleta market.
Having a drink.
Roof tiles.
Recoleta plaza.
Plaza 25 de Mayo in Sucre.
Great coffee.
Sucre’s Santa Clara.
Recoleta viewpoint.
Moving the goods.
Juice bars in Sucre’s Mercado Central.
Sucre cathedral.
Light and shadow.
The Bolivian colours flying from Prefectura del departamento.
Recoleta viewpoint.
Sucre’s Santa Clara.
Plaza Cochabamba.
Cathedral door detail.
A vintage VW Brasilia.
Prefectura del departamento.
Recoleta Plaza.
Looking at Plaza 25 de Mayo from Plaza Restaurant’s patio.
Sucre Cathedral.
Sucre near the central market.
Looking north on Estudiantes in Sucre.
Prefectura del departamento.
Sucre’s central market.
Casa Verde, our hotel in Sucre.
Peanut seller.
Bowler and braids.
Wrought iron gate and shadows.
Plaza 25 de Mayo.
Sweeping the stoop.
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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!