Musaka
Trip Start
Jun 01, 2010
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Trip End
Jun 01, 2011
I slept like a baby last night, 10 hours and I didn't even budge. When I woke up Daniella had made us lunch. It consisted of Serbian style eggy bread, corn bread, real nice cheese and lots of salad ahhh s good. They didnt' have a computer so we went to the internet cafe. I was astounded by how cheap it was, it cost me only 25p for an hour. After I said bye to
Stocked up with supplies I hit the road. The road veered straight up out of the town and it was one hell of a climb before I could even contemplate relaxing again. What goes up must come down and oh boy did it come down. I was rewarded with a very long descent which I made the most of trying to pretend I was racing like back in the day.
This was the pattern of today, I only did 58 miles but it was either straight up or straight down. I liked it though, I even shouted some more Mandarin on my way. I spent the last of my dinas in Negotin purchains some excellent chocolate and then made my way for the border.
Straight away I could tell I was in Bulgaria. Everything here seems a lot more delapidated, where as Serbia was rustic, Bulgaria is just run down. I recruited the whole village to help me find Rafael's place. He is a Peace Corps volunteer from San Fransisco and has been working here for a year at a local school. He has learnt fluent Bulgarian and even has his own little flat which is paid for by Peace corps. Lets just say the bathroom is rustic, there is definitely not a whirlpool bath here!
In Bulgaria Rafeal tells me that they have name days . So tomorrow is Petrov day which means that all the people with that surname celebrate. We have been invited by the villagers to come along, so tomorrow I suspect I will encounter more rajckia and also the sacrifing of a lamb. Its great that Rafael links here, he has managed to find me a place to stay in Lom the day after tomorrow, so it looks like I won't be camping.
A beer here costs 70p, so I suspect I will be living a little more decadently than the past few weeks. Bring on the bling, maybe some caviar as well. Ha ha ha
Stocked up with supplies I hit the road. The road veered straight up out of the town and it was one hell of a climb before I could even contemplate relaxing again. What goes up must come down and oh boy did it come down. I was rewarded with a very long descent which I made the most of trying to pretend I was racing like back in the day.
This was the pattern of today, I only did 58 miles but it was either straight up or straight down. I liked it though, I even shouted some more Mandarin on my way. I spent the last of my dinas in Negotin purchains some excellent chocolate and then made my way for the border.
Straight away I could tell I was in Bulgaria. Everything here seems a lot more delapidated, where as Serbia was rustic, Bulgaria is just run down. I recruited the whole village to help me find Rafael's place. He is a Peace Corps volunteer from San Fransisco and has been working here for a year at a local school. He has learnt fluent Bulgarian and even has his own little flat which is paid for by Peace corps. Lets just say the bathroom is rustic, there is definitely not a whirlpool bath here!
In Bulgaria Rafeal tells me that they have name days . So tomorrow is Petrov day which means that all the people with that surname celebrate. We have been invited by the villagers to come along, so tomorrow I suspect I will encounter more rajckia and also the sacrifing of a lamb. Its great that Rafael links here, he has managed to find me a place to stay in Lom the day after tomorrow, so it looks like I won't be camping.
A beer here costs 70p, so I suspect I will be living a little more decadently than the past few weeks. Bring on the bling, maybe some caviar as well. Ha ha ha


