In Peru we made friends with a lovely couple who had just travelled through Bolivia. In that worldly way travellers tend to do we drank an awful lot and discussed the world, set it to rights, swapped tips and had a pretty drunken high opinion of ourselves. What’s wrong with that? Exactly, nothing.
It’s because of that night that we’re now in Sucre, a white washed town in the middle of Bolivia. It’s pretty, full of typical Bolivian markets and there are Joyerias (Jewellers) everywhere. Sucre is also the home to the geekiest stop on our tour – Jurassic Park. Read the rest of this entry