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