Sweet, Sweet Sucre – October 27 – 31

Following a one night stay in Uyuni after the Salt Flats tour, we bee-lined it to Sucre, Bolivia. Getting to Sucre was a bit of an adventure as we got our first taste of Bolivian buses. After being spoiled with modern buses in Argentina and Chile, this Bolivian bus looked as though it had been bought at an auction 25 years ago. Furthermore, apparently buses in Bolivia are not full until the aisles are packed with people who (rather than purchase a seat) simply give a few Bolivianos to the driver. We had purchased our bus tickets knowing we would need to transfer halfway in Potosi – this however proved to be very difficult because the next bus was run by a different company and was departing from another terminal. In the end, we decided to forego another 4 hours on a crowded bus so we split a taxi with another Canadian couple for the remainder of the journey. At $6 a person, the private car was a no-brainer.

Sucre is a UNESCO cultural heritage site due to its colonial history – it was founded in 1538 and was formerly Bolivia’s capital (although the capital was later changed to La Paz, Sucre remains the judicial capital). Sucre features a beautiful central area with Spanish colonial whitewashed buildings and lots of pretty churches.

A nice building...

A nice building…

A nice street...

A nice street

We ended up spending 4 nights in Sucre, but we didn’t really do a whole lot. We spent some time relaxing in our hotel’s outdoor courtyard, meandering the streets and plazas, and visiting the Mercado Central. Some of the hiking opportunities outside of town were tempting, but ultimately some downtime after the Salt Flats tour was nice. Sucre proved to be a great spot to relax – it was beautiful, friendly and generally pretty clean.

Ashley in the main square

Ashley in the main square

Inside the Mercado Central

Inside the Mercado Central

Where we stayed: La Escondida – very nice, especially for the price of $35 a night!

Best meal: La Taverne – great food, but we didn’t quite get the French flare.

Best lesson learned: If a bus trip is not direct, buy your tickets separately!

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