The highest city in the world

In Uyuni I bought a new reversible rain jacket at the markets. It was freezing cold that night. From Uyuni we caught a bus to Potosi, the highest city in the world at over 4,000m above sea level.

Half-way to Sucre from Potosi

We stayed at Hotel Jerusalen, a very nice place.
Went for a walk around the city and took some photos. Bought some water-balloons for protection and got into a water fight or two. It was lots of fun.
Carnival, Sucre

I went to the money museum with Debbie and Hazel, while the others opted to go into the mines. The museum doesn’t have any English speaking guides on weekends, so I was tested on my translation ability. The museum was the second mint built in Bolivia and was operational for 200 years under Spanish rule. There was some amazing paintings and solid silver armour, mummified babies, the history of Bolivia’s mining with a collection of minerals, and my favourite – items for the home (a teapot that looked like a tiger). It took about 2 hours to walk around. Then we went up to the lookout and took in the view.
A plaza in Sucre
Potosi lookout (was closed)
Potosi, view from base of lookout

The central market in Potosi was amazing, we nearly got lost. The stairs go around everywhere.
That afternoon we caught a 5 hour bus to Sucre. It was an amazing bus trip. The scenery was so beautiful, and steep. It’s funny how they keep their mules, cattle, dairy cows, llamas, sheep, and any other animal altogether in the same group. In Sucre we spent the most time in Joy Ride Cafe – a gringo bar and restaurant, and avoiding the carnival water attacks. It’s good they have numerous marching bands. If you hear music, you run (if you don’t want to get wet that is).
It started hailing and they kept on going. We stayed at Hostal Sucre which had a nice indoor courtyard and big doors to the street we could hide behind as the parades of carnival went passed with their water-bombs, pistols, foam and marching bands. Finally did some washing and turned the indoor courtyard into a Chinese laundry.
Sucre has beautiful Plazas/parks everywhere and the central markets are so massive. The selection of fruits and vegetables is amazing, everything from strange tropical sweet beans and starfruit to over ten different sorts of corn and potatoes. Although I didn’t even have my camera out, a little old lady threatened to throw a potato at us if we took her photo. Just another friendly local.
Trying the Pakay bean at the market

Just a word of caution, South American men and one drink of alcohol = hugs and kisses with any close female.
And now, off to breakfast (staying at Hotel Rosario in La Paz, the unofficial capital of Bolivia). Looking forward to some Tamarillo juice, and then off to the textile museum and some more markets. If your interested Bolivian fruits can be found here.


Author: Oddsie

From Melbourne, Australia

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