Sucre is the constitutional capital of Bolivia, contrary to La Paz, who is the administrative capital. The town is beautiful and life is good.
I could visit the church of La Merced where I was alone. I treated myself with a cigarette on the roof.
I met a very nice french guy with whom I ate in good and cheap comedores, saw the Eiffel Tower and the dancing waters of park Thingy.
I also took the opportunity to go shopping and buy some gringo pants, that all tourists buy. But mines are better!
We quickly left for Potosi, the most tragic town of South America. Indeed, when the conquistadores discovered the massive reserves of sliver in the mountain standing over town, they exploited slaves in terrible conditions to extract minerals. The town became the economic center of the continent almost instantly. But as soon as resources finished, it was downfall. Nowadays, some people (even 15-years-old teens) still work there, in a cooperative, to find other types of minerals. It is possible to visit the mines but we preferred not to. The town is nice, full of churches, built by christians who got rich on the blood of the slaves.
Ada and Peter had decided to go directly to Uyuni while I wanted to see Tupiza and so we said goodbye.
I visited the House of Money, where they explained a lot about the history of the town, the country, if not the continent.
And then I left alone to Tupiza...
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