Sucre

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Off to Sucre

A re run to the airport to catch the re arranged flight was an early start. Joined the back of the queue to only move 5 metres in half an hour we started to panic a little bit. With about 70 people behind us we thought it would be delayed. It was. A flight at 9.30 then turned to 11, then 12, then 1, and so on until we finally borded at 3. The flight was only 40 minutes long, we went up and then straight back down again. The landing was my scariest so far. We got warned not to look out of the window and now I know why!! The runway was about 200m long and inbetween 2 mountains! Landing at what I thought was too quick, the landing was bumpy to say the least!

Sucre was really pretty, the buildings around the main square were all white washed with wraught iron balconies (very itallian esq). apparently it was an old tradition for single ladies to hang out the balconies on a certain day day of the year while the men threw eggs with perfume in (no idea how that was but that how the guide translated it) to the girls they fancied.... the girls they didnt fancy got raw eggs thrown at them!!! haha, how nice.
Another thing I wanted to mention was the culture of the indigenous women, they are all very short (shorter than Jess Farley) all have thick black hain in two plaits down their back, all wear full skirts made out of velvet material up to their knees, wear these black top hats )not sure what they are called with thick rims) and have material slings on thei back carring babies and other things! (I just wanted to add that into Michaels post as I know the mums would like to know 😉 S. x)

That night in need of a strong drink we went out for Halloween. The markets were open late so we went looking for costumes. I ended up being a vampire and Sophie fitted into a childs skeleton outfit complete with mask and gloves. We had a good night, went to a few bars and had a couple of grande beers. Next day we had booked to go on a 2 hour hike over an old inca trail joining 2 towns in the mountains. An hour drive into the mountains looking at the scenery and pigs (quite random). As soon as we got out of the car the altitude effected us. We all had different symptoms, dizziness, feeling sick, short of breath etc. We soon aclimatised and started on the hike. At the end of the hike it lead us to a small town, which the buildings were all made of mud. The women weaved tapestries and tried to sell them to us. It takes them four months to make a small piece the detail is that fine and they cost about 70 pounds. It is made out of the wool off the sheep they keep in the back yard along with the chickens, cows, pigs and about 10 kids! M x

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