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