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