lower at last

Thin air gets a bit frustrating after a short while. And after a week of short breaths, we´d kind of had enough.

Our bus ride to Sucre was like going to a different world. Three hours of almost all downhill (wish I had my bike) and at a height of 2,800m the air was warm, and the fields were green. Nice.

Getting out of Potosi was a bit of a drama. We turned up at 12.55 for our prepaid 1pm bus. It had already gone!!! Since when do things in Bolivia run early???

So we got tickets for the next bus, and were hit with an extra 2 bol fee for boarding from the terminal. Once we did leave (40 mins late) the bus drove out of the terminal gate, and picked up the rest of the pax who escaped the 2 bol fee!!

You learn something everyday!

Sucre has some seriously nice old architecture, and again, a relatively modern feel. Finding accom that was a balance between cheap and respectable took a while (the worst place coming in at 35 bols/$6NZ, and STINKING of piss), but we got there in the end.

We also found the orange juice sellers had carts with a cool peeling device.

I think we might stay here for a while.