Sucre

I adore Sucre - I did the first time, and I did equally the second time I visited.  The city is just lovely - a comfortable 2900m, beautiful white washed buildings, smiling happy locals, with a noticeable wealthy quadrant of upper and middle class, wonderful restaurants and comfortable accommodations. Our guesthouse was great - perhaps a bit lax on its cleaning (we had a to ask the room to be cleaned and loo paper replaced) but our superior room which cost us 15USD pp a night was fantastic. A huge bed, TV with over 100 channels (a good English selection too) a mezzanine level with couches, ensuite and a breakfast that included bacon and eggs!  We explored the city, the thriving local market, visited the Parque Cratacious to see fantastic dinosaur tracks in the bedrock, and had dinner and drinks with friends we'd met along the way.

Perhaps the highlight was to be in Sucre when a little town called Tarabuco had its indigenous festival Pujllay.  We stayed an extra day in town so we could visit the festival - which was amazing - lots if people dressed up in costume, dancing their way from the main square to a big park where a tower was erected to honour the Gods and ensure a good harvest. The locals looked amazing - and the sound of women singing in their high pitched Bolivian voices will stay with me for a long time. I bought lots of local weavings (which I had not been able to afford last time) and gave a little girl a stuffed toy which Bernard had won for me.  The joy on her shy little face was worth it.  We took the bus trip back to Sucre delighted in having stayed an extra day.  That night we had our night bus to La Paz - this time in the comfort of cama suite - a fully flat bed.