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