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