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