The white city of Bolivia, Sucre, reminds me of Arequipa in Peru because of the architecture. In the city centre, all the buildings are white and built in a colonial style.
Sucre is situated at 2,750 m high and is the constitutional capital of Bolivia. La Paz is the administrative capital and seat of government. The climate in Sucre is very pleasant: warm during the day and chilly at night; you need a jacket if you stay outside but it never rains here at this time of the year.
I arrived from Cochabamba by plane, Tuesday May 31. Originally I was suppose to take the night bus on Monday May 30 but the Bolivians started protesting again, this time against taxation of lorries and buses meaning the entire country was blocked for several days. Taking the plane only cost me 36 $ and saved me a 12 hour bus ride in the cold, so I was quite happy to have chosen this solution.
From the airport I took a taxi. It’s a 45 minute drive to get to the city centre. On the way, I saw the blockade. Many lorries were parked on the road preventing anyone from crossing. The taxi driver dropped me at my hostel, situated three blocks from the main plaza. My hostel is called “The Beehive” and it’s a nice place to stay for a few days. The atmosphere is really chilled and you get to meet lots of people. When I arrived, I saw Rinke who l’d met in La Paz and travelled with to Coroico, as well as two more young women I’d met in Torotoro and Cochabamba. On Saturday, Alice, Chris and Ian from Torotoro also arrived from Samaipata. It was lovely to see them all again. This is the wonderful thing about travelling – you get to see some of the people several times in different places.
The day after I arrived, on Wednesday, I started Spanish lessons again. I attended the school that Olivia, my friend form Cusco, had suggested to me (I also saw Olivia when I arrived in Sucre, we went for dinner together and were able to catch up). The school’s name is “Fenix”. My hostel does propose Spanish lessons but I wanted to get out of the hostel during the day and the school is just 20 minutes walk away. I took three hours of private lessons a day for five days. Costing 50 Bolivianos (7 $) per hour, it’s more expensive than other schools but the lessons are good. My teacher’s name is Heidi (a very Swiss name for a Bolivian) and she’s really lovely.
Heidi taught me the different tenses of conjugation and we also talked a lot. Every word is pronounced correctly in Spanish which, of course, is the best way. I also learned a lot about life in Bolivia with her. I could ask as many questions I wanted and she always answered me.
On Friday, Heidi took me to the big market outside the city centre. This market is at the far end of Mendoza Street, about 20 minutes walk from the centre. There are stalls everywhere, it’s massive ! Like in every other Bolivian market, you can buy everything you wet, which is much nicer than the central mercado situated a block away from the plaza. I really enjoyed going through the streets of the market with Heidi who’s a local. It was very interesting.
This weekend, I haven’t been up to much. As I’ve been moving quite a lot during the past weeks, I relaxed and went for a few walks around the city. At the hostel, I usually cook my own dinner at night. The breakfast there are the best I’ve had so far in South America ! During the week there’s a choice of eggs and oats with fruit, on Saturday it’s pancakes with fruits and on Sunday special toasts with fruits, it’s simply soooo good !ant from electrical gear to clothes to all kinds of of food. There is also a covered mark