Sunday, December 12, 2010

Sucre

At the end of November, we took a family holiday to Sucre. It is the historical capital of Bolivia, and dubbed the white city. We enjoyed 6 amazing and relaxing days there and Joel mentioned a number of times that we should live there.

It was great to have time together as a family and enjoy the cooler temperatures of Sucre. Some of the things we did were:

*Go to the museum of etho/folklore art. Here is where we saw some pretty amazing masks for carnival dances and where Asha was slightly traumatized
*We enjoyed the dinosaur park, where the largest amount of dinosaur prints were found by the local cement company and where Asha was even more traumatized by the lifesize figures with sounds coming from them.
*We went to the Casa de Libertad where we saw the Declaration of Independence, an amazing parliament room, and where Joel suggested we pose with Simon Bolivar's large head
*We went to the Recoleta, which boasts the most beautiful view of Sucre, has the largest/oldest Cedar in the monastery garden and where Kezia got to stand on the spot where one of Bolivia's presidents was assasinated.
*Off we went to the Parque Simon Bolivia, with the replica of the Eiffel Tower. This park had the coolest play structures for Joel to climb!
*The kids thought the textile museum was pretty interesting, especially being able to see the women weave.
*We enjoyed an amazing concert featuring dances from all over Bolivia. Kezia was enraptured for the 3 hours as we sat in the most beautiful concert hall
*Unfortunately, we could only see the outside of Glorieta Castle since we arrived 5 minutes after the last tour started....but there was a hail storm, which Asha had never experienced
*We traveled one hour to the small town of Tarabuco and enjoyed the market, but not so much the aggressive salespeople.

It was definitely a great family trip. We learned a great deal about the history of Bolivia, ate great chocolate, and just had a wonderful time together.

1 comment:

Sandi Mutch said...

Oh, brings back memories, Kathy! I miss Bolivia!