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