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