Juice ladies and Dinosaur Tracks
Trip Start Dec 25, 2012
52Trip End Aug 02, 2013
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A place where many travelers stop to learn spanish it was a town that, for the first time in 4 months, was going to put our Spanish skills to the test! Filled with confidence of our foreign linguistic abilities, we decided to try and catch the public bus to the wall of dinosaur prints. The next hour was spent walking around the city in circles trying to decipher directions from the locals.. Our spanish was not as good as we thought! We finally made it to the museum 2 hours later.. in a taxi.
After a short tour with a VERY over excited tour guide (I don't think many people visit the museum) Solomon stood filling the SD card with 100's of photos of the wall before we left on the local bus.. It was much easier to find this time as the museum was the last stop and there was 5 of them waiting at the gate.
Known also for its culinary delights.. Many people had spoken of the famed chorizo sandwich and the juice ladies at Sucres local Mercado.. The moist tender meat and the sweet nectar of fresh fruit and vegetables quickly became the lunch of choice before we head to Plaza de Mayo for some people watching with Solomon's new found (second) love.. Beer ice-cream. (Beer is his first love)
- Be generous with one and you will be surrounded by 100.. People watching did not last long!
Have you ever wondered what beer ice-cream tastes like? Solomon will tell you 'Delicious!' add some sugar coated beer nuts and you would get 'Delightful!' (A word often used and picked up from our traveling buddy Phoebe) I will say.. 'it tastes like your sucking a dirty pipe from a beer tap filled with yeasty residue'.. Granted, the beer nuts do make it slightly more tolerable but.. Still no thank you!
A hop skip and a jump from Sucre (or a 3km drive) took us to the Maragua craters. We had booked ourselves on a day trek, which at the time seemed like a terrible idea! A heavy night of reggae and rum is not best followed up by a hike.. Braving the drumming in our heads we were pleasantly surprised by the craters. Eroded in a fascinatingly beautiful wave like formation, the mysterious mountain range circles the tiny farming town. The soil, so rich in minerals, left a site of a stunning a rainbow filled with colours that flowed leading us on a path to the pot of gold at the end of a rainbow, the prehistoric dinosaur prints!
The way home was hair raising with the bus brakes screeching and smoking around ever corner, entertaining the possibility of flying over the cliff edge.. Finally coming to a dead stop, the bus smoked its last corner and was completely un-revivable.. It was quickly getting dark and cold and entertaining the idea of waiting two hours for another bus was not appealing. The only other option was to hitchhike. With 12 of us this was not going to be the easiest task. The next vehicle down the mountain was a big truck with a crane on the back. This was to be our carriage taking us back into Sucre. Climbing on the back we all huddled in closely to fend of the cooling breeze. The road was narrow and for a few turns I was very glad I was facing backwards admiring the large yellow moon and not watching the road.. The Bolivians really are CRAZY drivers!