Chill

I don't think I did much more than that in Sucre.

It was the perfect place to chill and be lazy, given that the city didn't have much to offer in the first place. A lot of tourist do a biking tour, which I was too tired to do. Or go on this Dino Truck thing that takes you to see dinosaur footprints nearby. Think Flintstones' Dino on wheels. It sounded too cheesy, even for me. Plus, I wasn't feeling all that genki when I got here.

Yet again, a horrible bus ride. It all started badly when the taxi driver dropped us off at the wrong bus station. BASTARD! We had to walk over 1km to get to the correct one.
As for the ride to Sucre, the road itself wasn't bad - paved and smooth. I think it was the overcrowding that got to me this time. As in any developing country, buses tend to sell more tickets than there are seats. And, they stop here and there to pick up more passengers along the way. Thankfully, I had a window seat. But it was at the rear of the bus, and there were 6 people sitting in my row that had 5 seats. One of them was this annoying little bratty kid who refused to shut up and stay nicely seated. The mother, of course, was indifferent throughout the whole ride. 3 hours of being cramped in the back with a screaming kid on a windy road did not make Waru happy.

So, I wasn't in the mood to do much in the city. I did walk around the parks and wandered into some nice churches (I really liked the wooden ceiling of this one in the photo!).I also visited the Casa de la Libertad museum just because it was there and I had time on my hands. I'm not really interested in the history of Bolivia's independence. I take it I'm not the only one who feels that way - the museum was one of the emptiest... Nice building, though. A bit like Stanford, maybe?!
Other than that, my most memorable moment in Sucre had to do with the time spent at the Joyride cafe. Nicole and I basically had all our meals and snacks there, except for breakfast, which was provided by the hostel. I admit, it's such a touristy place. A total gringo hangout. I know, I know…I should've been a hard core backpacker and stuck to LOCAL establishments. But I have recently been craving Western food for some odd reason - the sandwiches, pastas, and salads. I think it started when I arrived in Bolivia. Strange.

Sucre is famous (really?) for its chocolates, so I stocked up on some chocolate covered almonds. Very cheap at 8BOB.
The city also had a very large, modern supermarket (first one I've seen in this country) so we had some fun there. Bought a bunch of stuff for our overnight bus ride into La Paz. Can't wait to have that parma ham and bread later!!!

Nicole and I forked over about $20 (that's a fortune over here) for our bus this time around - FULL CAMA baby! Should be comfy. Hopefully.