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