The band is called Nene Malo and I randomly walked into a concert they were giving on a rooftop club. Good night!
Sucre is the tiny capital city of Bolivia. There are not that many people here, only about 300,000. The city is very walkable but also very lovely. It is another white city that I've encountered here on my travels. It seems that every country has one. This city isn't done in the colonial architectural style but is a mix of styles resulting from the money that came out of the silver mines from the city of Potosi a few hours away.
After this, I headed to the cemetery. A lot of Bolivia's past presidents and richest families are buried here. There are massive family tombs where these families have laid their dead to rest since the 1800s. There is a beautifully manicured garden and entranceway in the front. This is where Bolivia's richest are buried. As in real life, the further in you go, the less cared-for it is, and there are just massive graves for the less affluent people of Sucre. There is one spot where they didn't even leave spaces between the people who are buried, the markers are all clustered together.
Beautiful landscaping |
Family tombs |
Stacked tombs for the middle class |
Shared plots for the poorest |
At night, they light up the centre with beautiful lights and the Bolivian Casa de la Libertad becomes a living monument to their struggle for independence. I really like how they've done it up, it's really nice. This place is the main historical centre of Bolivia holding their constitution and several other important documents from waaaay back.
Below are just some more examples of the beauty of this city. Even though it gets freezing cold at night. I really like it here. Tomorrow I head to a castle and the Eiffel Tower.
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