Sucre is billed as the most beautiful city in Bolivia. I reckon they could be right, it's definitly not too shabby. It is a city full of white washed buildings and it even has wide sidewalks in the centre of town, which seemed to make everything look a bit grander (also a bit of a novelty after spending a lot of time walking on the road because there's no passing space on the narrow sidewalks).
Aside from being the most beautiful city, Sucre's other claim to fame is that independence was declared here in 1825.
Our accommodation
The Cathedral
View from our rooftop terrace
Having a bit of a yarn over some carcases.
First time I've seen cow snouts without the rest of the head.
Potatoes galore
Fruit salad or juice anyone?
Fruit & veg
Bet you'd never of guessed without my label.
My favourite place for lunch
Vegetable soup (yes that is meat you can see in it) a whopping NZ60c.
Saltena, an even more expensive 70c.
Sucre
Chewing the fat at sunset.
Great place to watch the sun set over Sucre.
Tana, Glenn and I celebrating Neil's (aka Mr C & Neilith) birthday for him with a bottle of Bolivian wine. Neil was in NZ at the time so couldn't be in the photo with us.
Neil's wine
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