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