Zebras, Purple Corn and Samary

Potosí, Bolivia
6/27-6/28

Sucre, Bolivia
6/28-6/30

Of course the traveling agency who we booked the salt flats tour through gave us false bus times once we arrived in Uyuni. After multiple conversations with the receptionist, we realized there was no bus that was going to take us to Sucre that day- those buses only happen on certain days of the week- right, right, right. The thought of sleeping in Uyuni for a night made my stomach churn. Trash, a shit ton of dust and hard stares didn’t create the most friendly of environments. After the salt flats, I was ready for a real bed, a hot shower and no dust. We hopped from bus company to bus company with all of our gear, trying to figure out: 1. Was it possible at all to get to Sucre that day? 2. If not, how could we get to Potosí (a stop-over town)? and 3. Which bus companies were reliable and which weren’t? We ended up finding a bus for 2pm. A tireless 8 hours later and we were in Potosí, one of the highest cities in the world, at an elevation of 13,420 ft. We caught a taxi ride to our hostel with our German friend Stefan whom we had met on our 3-day tour through the Salt Flats.

img_8793Hostal Tukos La Casa Real. We finally arrived around 11pm at night. Check in, dropped our bags, took showers and ate tortillas with peanut butter we had left over from the salt flats. We even managed to watch part of a soccer match on the tv before losing reception.

img_8799A view of Cerro de Potosí we snuck in before leaving for the bus station in the morning from the roof deck patio at the hostel. This mountain contains the world’s largest silver deposit and has been mined since the sixteenth century; it’s also called “Cerro Rico”, or rich mountain.

img_8796Potosí is now a UNESCO World Heritage site. It is a beautiful city in the central Andes with a unique baroque style of architecture mixed with native Indian influences. We would have loved to stay another day, but our bus was leaving for Sucre. And just like that, we were on the road again.

screen-shot-2016-11-06-at-7-14-27-pmUyuni to Potosí and up to Sucre.

We arrived in Sucre (after another- you guessed it- bus ride!), caught a taxi to our hotel (which we splurged on just a little) and checked in. My jaw immediately dropped as I realized that this.place.was.awesome. A stunning example of colonial and Spanish-American indigenous architecture with every detail thought out.

img_8818Mi Pueblo Samary Hotel Boutique. The man to the left walking up the stairs introduced us to a typical maize drink common to Bolivia called Api Morado; a mix of purple maize, sugar, cinnamon and water.

img_8810Drink in hand, we are happy to be here.

img_8820The Samary Hotel produces their own liqueur…

img_8822And this happy lady was more than willing to give us some samples.

img_8863Another view from the interior courtyard at the Samary Hotel.

img_8872Sucre is also a UNESCO World Heritage site, “eloquently illustrating the blending of local architectural traditions and styles imported from Europe, including those at the beginning of the Renaissance, Mudejar, Gothic, Baroque and Neoclassical periods.” – UNESCO website.

img_8862Walking the streets of Sucre.

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img_8856Murals adorned a lot of the exterior walls.

img_8846Just a couple of zebras walking through town. We saw these zebras all over town; helping pedestrians cross the street and directing traffic. The “whys?” of this situation will remain a pleasant mystery.

img_8848Some sugary street food with dulce de leche sauce.

IMG_8837.JPGOne of the many beautiful churches in Sucre. This is actually just a side entrance.

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IMG_8860.jpgWe made time for a drink… or two- at La Taverne.

IMG_8869.jpgPork Milanese at La Posada Restaurant.

img_8881After only 2 nights, it was time to go. We loved walking the streets of Sucre, taking in the architecture and vibrant city life. Bolivia was still blowing us away. Faced with the fear of an over-night bus ride, we snagged some cheap flights up to La Paz, where we would then make our way to Lake Titicaca. What did our Bolivian adventure have for us in store next? . . .

 

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