Sucre is the official capital of Bolivia, I always thought it was La Paz, in truth government and administrative functions do sit in La Paz. But that does not stop this city from being incredibly charming. So, so different from the craziness, grit and crowds of La Paz. Sucre is cool , calm and ordered.

We arrived two nights ago by overnight bus, not that much fun to be honest , it felt like we were off road for hours, turns out we actually were. So we arrived early morning and our guide had arranged a table in the plaza for breakfast.

Sundays the plaza between 6am and 6pm are traffic free zones. So various community activities are arranged. Kids bikes, chess tables are set up, there’s a stage for performing and market stalls are set up. Sucre feels very European and is also known as the white city, with the white washed buildings it’s a stunner. Fancy chocolate shops, Bolivians dressed up in their finery it could not be more of a contrast from La Paz

After wondering around the city a few of us went to see the Dinosaur footprint fossils. It’s right next door to a huge cement works that “discovered” them in the 90’s. It’s now been turned into a park. Quite well done I thought , but the guides are quite put off by the fact that you don’t get really close up after a bit of a major landslide a few years ago. Goodness knows how this will be appropriately preserved, but for now I got to see them.

Back at the charming hotel we bumped into two of the crew from our last tour so we had a bit of a reunion moment which was fun. And then it was a very early night to catch up on some sleep.

Next day it was up early for another drive up and walk down an old Inca trail. So nice being outdoors and the weather was fantastic. These trails are centuries old , some pre Inca , rather pleased we were going down and not up!

So after a long walk it was back into town for some lunch , a wonder around where I was hit by my first bout of oh-oh where’s the loo NOW! So that first aid kit Imodium got brought out , hope it clears up before the bus ride tomorrow! Back up into altitude again which is tough for David and we are getting closer to the famous salt flats.

The dogs here are incredibly friendly and seem to latch onto to tourists, this guy ( we called him Pedro) has been following us everywhere, on walks, waiting outside restaurants, bars and just sits outside the hotel for us. It’s incredibly endearing and I want to bring him home.

He’s so cute and seems to be in really good condition. At the end of the day I relented and did feed him. I know, big mistake!