Hotel Accord Sofia

Sofia….what can we say……a perfect place to get lost ( both metaphoric and phisically…..try to understand the cirillic alphabet, the written names of the streets and you would agree with us….) However a really quiet city, completely unaware of us as ...

... son would be starting up front with Robbie Keane for Ireland. We sat and had coffee together and the football chat soon ignited Ritchie's enthusiasm and Jie was persuaded that maybe a trip to the game was in order (for which Ritchie had to sacrifice watching the England game that afternoon in the pub). 6 euro tickets secured we marched into the Bulgarian end to find our seats, although it soon transpired the seat numbers were an irrelevance as people were ...

... heralded our approach) was an ad for chess tutoring. So, if nothing else, the people of Bulgaria are probably culturally killer-good at chess. We bought two tickets for the next bus to Istanbul, a bag full of groceries for the ride, and departed! Fortunately, Istanbul is awesome. If you don't hear much from me, it's because my fingers have fallen off from trying to capture it (I am trying, and will publish ASAP)

... do you want me to do it?stick it up in your **** and carry you around with it?` i said to the young girl sitting in front of me.She sighed nervously and turned her head.   I spent the night at Bojo`s and left for Brasov the next day.Train was empty except a few backpackers, and some of them were the people i met on Sofia train.I spent a few hours with the Canadian couple,and went to my compartment to sleep. I reckon one night in Bulgaria was more than enough for everybody.

... rushed to the ticket office to see what they could do. The woman told me the ticket was still valid for the next train in the morning, however my sleeping compartment ticket was no good and I would have to pay 7.44 leva for a new seat reservation. "Great" I thought, I am going to have to change some money again. Feeling a little tired from all the craziness I headed back to the hotel only to find out they were all booked up for the evening ...

... use the local public transportation system. We walked down the path from Paul and Erin's block (large soviet-style block apartment building), through the light-rail construction zone, jay-walked/ran across a busy road - you get the picture - to the bus stop. Once on the bus you punch your own ticket with a little gizmo mounted at various points along the inside of the bus, and you're off. The 280 bus took us down to the University which was the base for our ...

... had quit their jobs (also separately). But one of them went out and got smashed, and got mugged on the way back, a bit of a lousy thing to happen. Tony Robbin's stage-video guy came through with a friend. A Canadian cruise ship singer was in-between contracts. A marketing student from Poland was doing her version of blitzing around Europe with one of the most ambitious plans I have seen, doing just about everywhere in 3 months. Three South Korean ...

... and NY. Seeing as I was still sick with a red, runny nose, I knew I had no mojo and there was no point flirting with anyone. Plus Mari had already mentioned her boyfriend arriving the next day. We met a couple Irish travelers at the pub and they joined our group and came back with us to the hostel at the end of the evening for more drinks. The night ended with me, Mari and the Irish sitting around the downstairs bar and Dave sulking in the corner. I thought it was a fun ...

... see both hands Ryan.... We finally made it to the hotel and after a very very quick snowball fight (i think that there was only one thrown and it was at me!!!) we checked in, sorted out the rooms and then climbed straight into bed... well some of us did. Some brave souls were left downstairs in the hotel lobby drinking their beer and wine...

... unbelievable archaeological computer program they had developed. They are able to capture documentation and pictures of each objet and correlate it in an amazing variety of ways was other findings. The big downside has to be the person doing the data entry. |wouldn't want to be that person! We had a lovely lunch on a restaurant that floated on the Danube. We ate fish from the Danube which sounds more pleasing than it actually was (sorry but I wasn't ...