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... Neville had another haircut - very short but only costing him $7 lev this time.
After leaving Sandanski we visited the little town of Melnik, said to be the smallest town in Bulgaria. There are a lot of small family run wineries in this area and it was a very quaint little cobblestoned village.
We stopped just before the border for the night and caught up with a bit of internet work.
... Who spoke no English and was a little strange... but as he was wearing a AC/DC shirt so some band conversation was possible. He had a glass of our wine with us, and well as bought us grapes for desert. Owen made another new mate... A little kitten - that started purring every time he was near his foot - good luck with trying to shake that one tomorrow! Campsite Carpark all to ourselves - only the security guard playing ramstien from his PC to deal ...
... The male members of the Three Stooges had too many denars [nice planning with a currency not trading outside Macedonia] and wanted to trade some. Dunno why they just did not give them to Daniela. There was an issue did anybody want c 10 euros back. Rather than just ask quickly, Roger and Sue prepared a note that was longer than some legal settlement paperwork. What a surprise, nobody wanted their euros back. After traveling with Roger and Celia for almost two ...
10 of us jumped into two private buses this morning with our driver, Jorgi again, to drive up the nearby ski resort of Mt Vihen, at around 2500 metres. Our guide, Kraski, was a local ski instructor. He had won three bronze and one silver in the Bulgarian downhill and slalom so a pretty fit character. He took us for a half an hour walk up the hillside to a lake, through the snow.
We thought it was going to be a ...
... driver, possibly comments along the lines of "silly tourists", but let's not be cynical. He took us to the outskirts of the village, a journey of about 6 horse and cart minutes, or 500 metres, and showed us where the local laundry was.
The locals had diverted the main river bed to a channel that ran into a huge wooden bucket, maybe 3 metres in diameter. The fresh water pumps into the bucket and swirls around like a whirlpool before discharging at ...