Sucre, Bolivia

Colonial architecture and a cooking class.

I've got a lot to write and this stop just happened to be in between several highlights so I'll keep it brief.

The bus to Sucre was horrible but cheap. We've left behind the luxury of Argentinian and Chilean buses along with their crippling prices.

We did a short walking tour which involved tasting all the local delicacies including Tumba (passionfruit), chocolate, sausages and some other disgusting meat. Wandering the town held it's interest for a while but we ultimately gave in to rooftop beers in the sun.

That night we had a private cooking class. Of all the places we could have done a cooking class we chose Bolivia - the country with the worst food. On our menu was tumba juice and papas rellenas (stuffed and fried potatoes) as well as salsa and sauce. We chased it all with lemon pie which we didn't make but thoroughly enjoyed. We did also learn that Bolivia has over 1550 different types of potato - watch out Ireland!

We stuffed up big time and missed the winter solstice party that the locals were having near Sucre. By the time we found out about it, it was too late; the city was empty and everything was closed. Too bad. Our great hostel Casa Isabella made up for it and that was where we spent a lot of time.

We got the freezing overnight bus to La Paz (12 hours or so) and arrived in the morning just in time for breakfast.Read more