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