Bulgaria

Last week after Plovdiv and high in the oh so green Rhodope Mountains it was down, down, down from the mountains and the temperature climbed up and up in the plains. ArchieVan stutters. Suddenly the van, which hasn’t missed a beat for sixty six thousand miles, started to stutter and loose power. We had about […]

Bears and other beauties. Last week we left you at the Dancing Bears Sanctuary, high in the Rila Mountains above Belista and about to start one of the great drives of our lives. It’s a slow start. The first few kms were on a track, and when the tarmac started there wasn’t enough room to […]

In which Bulgaria grows on me. I may learn to love it. Mission Kromidovo. We were still on Crete. Minty was researching various traveller groups, getting a feel for how the virus would affect our onward journey. Almost as a throwaway line she read “Do you fancy running a campsite in Bulgaria?” After exchanging a […]

Border crossing. We used to cross borders every month, sometimes several times a month, but it is approaching a year since we arrived in Greece. That was a worry. You’re only allowed to have a vehicle in Greece for six months before you re-register it. Friends regularly sent us articles about cars being impounded at […]

The contrast brought by distance. After two fabulous weeks trundling down the Black Sea coast it was time to head in land towards Bucharest, and hopefully to a man who can fix the water pump. The coast doesn’t give a real picture of the country, as we were to find out almost immediately. In the […]

Beauty. My perception of beauty is different to yours. In fact, my idea of what’s beautiful will be different today than what it was yesterday. In Vama Veche, the Romanian hippie resort, there was little that caused an adoring intake of breath as you stared across the cacophony. But it was fun. In Kamen Bryag, […]