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