Jake: Sucre was, as it turned out, a lovely city. Only as much brown as the other colours of the spectrum, as many taxis as people that actually wanted to ride in them and as many town squares with actual living trees and plants as the austre blocks betwixt them. In the pages of our much loved, worn and beaten ´lonely planet´ we found a review of the ´joyride cafe´, a self confessed ´gringoified´ cafe beside the main square and it was there that we came to spend a good deal of our time. It was cosy, pretty, friendly and most importantly cheap, which is a good thing because we still had next to no money due to the palava with our card. I will say again and I´m sure it wont be for the last
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