Sucre, Bolivia…

Four hours North East of Potosi is the City of Sucre. I wasn’t planning on heading here, but got lead astray by my little posy. A UNESCO cultural heritage site, filled with pretty plazas, churches, beautiful buildings (says Jen anyway, and she’s an architect.) We didn’t witness any of this however. We spent virtually all of our 24 hours hanging out at the oasis that is the Florin cafe, nursing the damage from Sucre’s only Sunday nightclub. That’s pretty much all of the memories we have, between all 5 of us. Jagermeister.

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An.an.tas.in : The Anantasin is the name of a shipwreck just of the coast of the Sensi Parasise, Mae Haad Bay, Koh Tao, Thailand. It’s one of my many favorite places.

Lit.tle: Just because it’s cute.

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