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