A 3 hour drive from Potosi lies Sucre. Sucre claims to be the capitol of Bolivia. Even though it's
not as big as La Paz it has a lot of charme because all houses are colonial style and painted white. Simon and me stuck to the Kolbert wine and enjoyed the Champions League. The nice parque central is one of the best I've seen on the whole trip. We hiked on top of a nearby hill to have a good view of the city. But from the top you could only see the trees taking away the view. Some indigenous people pilgered to the top as well to pray in front of the huge jesus statue and probably sacrifies animals to please the gods. Besides of the omnipresent trash there were a lot of bones on the ground. In the evening we hung out in the bars with people we knew from Potosi.
The next day I went to the famous dinosaur tracks. The whole cliff is starting to fall apart. So if anybody wants to see it, he should hurry up, because the nearby cement factory is still using dynamite closeby sending shockwaves to the wall. Our hostel room smelled like the room next door (the toilet). But wine kept us cheering up.
not as big as La Paz it has a lot of charme because all houses are colonial style and painted white. Simon and me stuck to the Kolbert wine and enjoyed the Champions League. The nice parque central is one of the best I've seen on the whole trip. We hiked on top of a nearby hill to have a good view of the city. But from the top you could only see the trees taking away the view. Some indigenous people pilgered to the top as well to pray in front of the huge jesus statue and probably sacrifies animals to please the gods. Besides of the omnipresent trash there were a lot of bones on the ground. In the evening we hung out in the bars with people we knew from Potosi. 
The next day I went to the famous dinosaur tracks. The whole cliff is starting to fall apart. So if anybody wants to see it, he should hurry up, because the nearby cement factory is still using dynamite closeby sending shockwaves to the wall. Our hostel room smelled like the room next door (the toilet). But wine kept us cheering up.
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