The last few days were spent in the old capital of Bolivia, Sucre. We arrived after a night bus from hell!
An ancient local single decker bus that was falling to pieces, I had a chair that didn't recline and there were locals in every crevice you could think of. The isles, on top of the shelf above the rear engine and even families inside the locked luggage storage compartments under the bus! Even if my chair did recline it wouldn't have gone back as I had a family behind me as well!
With roads that weren't much more than dirt tracks we knew sleep would be a luxury, however we did get a bit and arriving in Sucre it definitely made up for the 16 hour journey!
Really nice hostel, nice courtyard everyone can hang out in, good kitchen and a nice private room. All the little things keep you happy after 5 months travelling!
Sucre is a beautiful old city in a colonial style, small windy roads and whitewashed buildings. We went on a walking tour round the city (but lost the guide...), visited the palace and mooched around the local markets, bought some amazing food!
With nice white wine at under £2 a bottle and a really good crowd in the hostel a night out was always going to happen. Found a German salsa bar with cheap mojitos weirdly enough!
Next few days heading to Potosi, famous for a huge silver mine you take a tour into, then onto the Bolivian salt flats with a decent crowd we met in Sucre!