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| Sucre |
Soon enough, we arrived in Sucre early the next morning around 6 AM. We found a hostal, cleaned up, took a nap, and then were back on the streets of a new city exploring. A bigger city than Santa Cruz but much cleaner. The streets and commerce were organized more like cities in Europe.
After some wandering, we stumbled upon the local market, which reminded me of the little market in Pamplona we go to for cheese and olives. It was a little bigger, and of course a little more chaotic, as is the Latin American way of life. They had the usual stands selling meat, fruits and vegetables, pastries, flowers. And on the top floor was their style of "fastfood", in other words women selling full meals they had prepared directly from their pots.
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| fruit stands |
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| "fastfood" |
At night we went to a dinner and show called "Orígenes de Bolivia" (Origins of Bolivia), a performance of different dances and rituals specific to the indigenous tribes that exist this country. Very interesting and beautiful. I'm glad I pushed this show, as my other two travel buddies were debating whether to go to the show or on a tour to see dinosaur tracks...
The next day we didn't find much to do. In the morning we went to the Museo de Textiles Indígenas, a museum that had an exhibit displaying the textile differences between six tribes. There was even an indigenous woman sitting in a room weaving a blanket. What patience! It's unbelievable how they can visualize the different figures they want to create, where each thread and color goes.
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| weaving |
After an uneventful afternoon of dodging the rain, our week of vacation came to an end. Yet another 16 hours from Sucre to Santa Cruz on a nightbus, where once again we got back to sweating and got back to work.
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