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