Sucre

 

So here´s the thing. We didn´t do a huge amount in Sucre. It´s a UNESCO city and a University one too, and very pretty when there´s a fleeting moment of calm in the crazy traffic and hoards of people in the streets. We did try to be cultural, but ended up going places when they were closed and eventually resigned ourselves to a few days relaxing - not exactly a hardship.

We moved hostels to a place called Wasi Masi, which, despite having some less than friendly staff, was lovely - rooftop terrace where we drank rum one evening until the sun went down, BBQ area, big sunny courtyard. Really fantastic people staying there too. We had a huge BBQ one night (correction: óssado´, Argentinian style) and I learned a lesson in drinking Pisco Sours at altitude.

Our last day was spent lazing about (mostly in a hammock in the courtyard, my saving grace for the day) and getting snacks for our 15 hour overnight bus jounery to La Paz, Bolivia´s capital. Was super excited when Jules found me some quinoa cereal bars for the road. 

We paid less than 14GDP for a ´cama suite´ seat on the bus, which meant we could sleep fully reclined. Really quite impressed by it, watched a little Lincoln in Spanish and dozed the whole way. The beauty of being a non driver means I was oblivious to the many hairy moments and near misses for the whole journey. 

We´re now in La Paz, and having spent the best part of 3 hours in a bank trying to explain the ATM had swallowed Jules´card yesterday, now having a sightseeing day, hopefully money/bank/cards stress free. Booking Pampas tour and Death Road mountain biking too - bring it on!