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