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7000 Kilometre Photo
Somehow we have clocked up another 1000 making our distance to date a huge 7000 km before we’ve even left the Balkans. The 7000 kilometre photo was taken shortly after we left a hilltop free camp spot near Radyuvene in Bulgaria. The road directly behind me is in surprisingly good condition, considering most roads we have ridden on in this country have required serious pothole avoidance tactics. – Posted by Emma
Bulgarian Backwaters
As we passed through the empty border crossing into Bulgaria I wondered what the nurse wearing hospital scrubs was there for. Maybe she was a vet checking incoming livestock, or perhaps Bulgaria was afraid of some kind of zombie flesh eating disease from Serbia? However she left us alone and after our customary request for a stamp in our passports we were in the sleepy border town of Bregovo searching for a cash machine, a map, some cheese and a shady place for lunch. – Posted by Justin
Day Of Food – Bulgaria
Bulgaria confounded us a bit on the food front: we struggled to find fresh bread shops like those we had been accustomed to in the rest of the Balkans and fresh fruit and vegetables weren’t on shop shelves where we expected to see them. At the end of this day of food we decided to treat ourselves to a stay at the posh Hotel Bulgaria in Minerali Bani. – Posted by Emma
Learning Bulgarian Phrases
With old castle ruins towering over it, Lovech was the halfway point in our path across Bulgaria. Its a sleepy little town with just a few ‘tourist attractions’ and we feel immediately at home. Our hotel room is huge, and so reasonably priced we can afford dinner at the restaurant below us. We amble along the river and up to the castle at sunset, marvelling at the lack of tourists here compared to hilltop towns in Italy.. – Posted by Emma
Bulgaria By Numbers
The north of Bulgaria was wide empty countryside and quiet back roads. As we followed the Danube east the fields became filled with endless rows of drooping sunflowers past their prime. The friendliness of the local people amazed us as every day someone gave us food and drink and we were even welcomed into homes. Bulgaria will always be special as we now have an always waiting home for us in the tiny village of Malak Izvor with Sabrina and Sabatine. – Posted by Justin