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... friend playing football with a boy, and repeatedly trying to take his shirt off over his head without unbuttoning it to huge laughs from other guests.
They had a picture booth set up where all the guests did group photos, in different disguises, which were then added to a guest book where you gave words of wisdom to the new couple.
somewhere around here, Leszek and I had to put up our tents, I feel it may have been earlier, but hey we were sleeping at the ...
... so we are stuck at a standstill for ages. Here is where we are fully educated about the drivers in Bulgaria. We are on a single carriageway road, usual speed 80km/h, and there is a small strip of dirt either side of the road and then fields out into the distance. We accept that we will be here until the accident is clear, but not so for the Bulgarians. We sit bemused as cars undertake down the dirt strip to the right of us and simultaneously overtake both on the other ...
... sorry if I spelt that wrong, then went back to Mirek's apartment via an off licence to get and, to drink quite a lot more beer. During the evening we had a lot of fun, took some pics, and at some point decided to go get hotdogs. They said I could wait there, but I insisted I came along, they had not let me pay for anything, and that I should at least buy the hotdogs
Leszek and I slept on the bed, whilst I assume Mirek slept on the couch.
... would appear like magic, so stopping to take in the view became a non-option.
After about 9 km, we came to a juncture where the electric mini trams, that bring people out to the dunes, disgorge their passengers, so we parked the bikes and walked. Within 100m we were in the sand dunes and away from the attention of mossies, and we could begin to appreciate our surroundings. The sand is so soft, it almost feels oily. It is almost white and ...
... one of many I’m sure, in my personality, in that I WILL NOT be defeated by some %*&*^^ bit of technology that %*^^!! Well should work and it won’t.
Having blown several gaskets trying to get internet access and lost 2.5 hours in the process and walked goodness knows how far around the marina trying to get a signal that worked, the harbourmaster finally understood my ...