It turns out this particular week in May is a good time to be in Sucre.
The main square being called 25 de Mayo should be a clue, as this is the day to celebrate the birth of Sucre. Except really it’s more of a first cry for liberation.
25th May 1809 was the date when students and activists declared independence from Spain. In reality Sucre only got its independence sixteen years later along with the rest of Bolivia, however this first uprising is celebrated every year.
Meanwhile my life has fallen into a routine. I wander around the city a bit during the day, I go to my Spanish class in the afternoon, and in the evenings (if I have any energy left) I go to watch a movie in a nearby bar or maybe engage in a bit of people-watching at the main square.
Or sometimes I just stay in my flat, try and watch something on Netflix and moan about how bad the internet is.