Sleeping in Sucre

We were absolutely shattered when we arrived in Sucre. Three days in a row of getting up at or before 5am really takes its toll, especially when immediately followed by a night bus designed for garden gnomes. Sucre is supposed to be a nice colonial place, which is why we were there. It was Joanne's idea; I had seen enough South American colonial towns, but people did rate it highly. We really weren't up to sight-seeing when we arrived, so we just spent time online, drank, and then went to bed about 7pm. The hostel we were staying in, La Dolce Vita, was a bit pricier than we were expecting for Bolivia, but it was supposed to be a good one. Despite that, they did not let guests use their wireless internet connection. There is no excuse for not having internet access, especially in a more expensive place!

We had read that Bolivia is famous for its fruits and we hadn't yet a a chance to sample them, since we had only been on the tour and in a very dry part of the country before that. So we went to the nearby market to buy some fruit and also buy some of Bolivia's famous fruit juices. The juices were a real disappointment: the guidebook raves about them, but they are not a patch on the juices and fruit shakes you can get all over Asia. You can't usually even just get fruit juice: you have to choose between con agua and con leche. Funnily enough, one tastes like watered down fruit juice and the other tastes like a milk shake. What a let-down!

Arches just outside Cafe Mirador

Beer at Cafe Mirador

One highlight of Sucre we had been told about is Cafe Mirador, in a nice part of town, with amazing views over the city. So we went there. It rained, but we bumped into Ricarda, the German girl we met in Salta, then again briefly in Tilcara. Cafe Mirador was OK. I suppose it would have been better in the sun. At least the beer in Bolivia is quite good. We agreed to meet up with Ricarda later, where we were planning to meet some other people from our hostel later. We drank too much. We drank two towers of beer. It was messy.

Sucre

Sucre, Bolivia