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