Having arrived in Sucre on Saturday morning very early we found the house we were looking for the following Sunday. It is a colonial house probably from the late 18th century in the centre of Sucre. It has a central patio and lots of large rooms. In a way it is the opposite from our house in Ascot; lots of space and very little in it. The house was completely empty when we arrived and we spent the first week shopping. This is shopping Sucre style at the Campesino market, where anything from car-tyre sandals to wardrobes is being sold. Henry caused quite a stir by negotiating in the local language Quetcha, especially amongst the cholitas (the ladies). We now own some very solid furniture made from real wood (I know because one of the chairs fell against my thumb, leaving a blood blister) and some amazing bedding (we have panthers, acrylic stars and Maisy Mouse; any sheets we could lay our hands on).
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