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