A full day in Sucre

After many hard decisions that we experience everyday on the road, it was to be our last day in this gem of a city, Sucre. We wanted to pack everything into today that we were missing by waking up dusty. The first stop was a museum of Bolivian history which was reviewed by many sources as one of Bolivians best. It was interesting however it was all a little confusing with everything in Spanish, everything. There was a huge room full of paintings and portraits and a huge 2m high bust at one end. We later found out the relevance of this room. It turns out that in a very short history, Bolivia has had the most presidents per year of any country. There really were so many paintings all over the walls. The museum was not all that spectacular, it may have been better if you understood it.

A walk through the city later we arrived at a burger shop for lunch, a very highly reviewed burger shop at that. The burgers were amazing with the tastiest chip from Bolivian potatoes. The owner came over to talk to everyone and made sure everything was a high quality. As a burger place, It's most likely number two for me, after the infamous Ferg burger in Queenstown, New Zealand.

Our last real stop was a textile museum which aims to explain the patterns and colors, and from this, the origins of textiles. Even today, to a trained eye, the textiles the women wear in different areas are recognizable and you can tell where they originate.

After this we returned to the hostel and we got ready for our long awaited night bus sucre to La Paz. I say it this way as this route is probably the most blocked section of road anywhere. This city is the capital of Bolivia, however La Paz containing the president and congress, and come to think of it all the important buildings. Therefore.... to pass legislation through government they work it all out and everyone travels to Sucre to sign it. It's a really smart one. Therefore if you don't like the legislation or the government, just block the road.

Traveller after traveller had told us it was closed for them and many people had to fly. It was safest to travel during the night and on weekends, with public holidays as the best.... Even protesters have work hours and weekends. We were told it was clear tonight and that it would be an easy trip.

We went to the station and checked our bags in on the upper level of the station for the cama (bed style) bus and headed down to wait for leaving time. We arrived at the bus to almost be knocked out by our own bags repelling from above. I'm not sure 'health and safety' has a translation into Latin American Spanish.

We boarded and got our seats up the back and made ourselves ready for the sleepy ride. We were pulling out and were ready to leave when a lady with huge bags took up residence in the aisle next to me. The weird part was that later, when I reclined all I could see over the barrier was her serious face watching me!! So I'd like to thank Bolivia again for my second weird and a little creepy older lady experience on busses. Night night.... Maybe.