Ori Plovdiv

got to the airport at half 4 in the morning, flight left on time at half 6, 3 seats between the two of us wohoo i can stretch out!<br><br>Got off the plane and was sooo excited I was going to see my dad in the next half hour I wanted to just leave the bas and get outside and meet him!! gray had to calm me down a bit!<br><br>Once we had bags we went to the entrance and turned the mobile on...argh it ...

... to explore the old town by 1900. After that I went back to the train station and looked for a place to eat. I found it but its menu was in Bulgarian only. Luckily Maria on the next table helped me to order some salad, soup and fish and a bottle of wine, so we had a nice conversation while sharing the wine. She is a drummer from Plovdiv but living in Vienna now. We talked about politics ...

... me a little bit because I was looking forward to eating good yogurt in Bulgaria. Anyway, I had to leave him at Plovdiv, because he was going to Sofya. When I got off the night train at Plovdiv, I bought a map at a newsstand and asked the seller about tourist attractions, even though she didn't speak English at all. I had heard that Plovdiv was one of the tourist hub, but there was no TI office. First off, I decided to climb the ...

... close to the Greek border in the heart of the Rodolpi mountains. We also visited a place called Perperikon (probably spelt wrong) which are the remains of an old Thracian village on top of a hill, this was built several thousand years before christ and before Stonehenge and was very good, similar to the remains in Peru at Machu pichu. After this trip we then went on our holiday to a very small beach resort called Kramorie, this is just south of ...

... people from Canada, we spent the evening playing cards and drinking the hostel out of its beer supply (this blog makes me sound like such a drunk, I swear I am not really!) Although Zac, our young friend from Nashville did decide to splurge on a bottle of Tequila, which on closer inspection was actually a bottle of mixed spirit with Tequila flavor, what type of mixed spirit it was is uncertain, but my money is on Methylated The next day we headed off to the fortress of ...

... Fransisco couple. The husband was from Plovdiv, but he defected to the West in the early 70s. It was the wife's first time seeing her husband's city. They were really enjoying themselves in Bulgaria and we chatted about how much we all love Bulgaria for a half hour. They were really happy to see that young kids like us are out travelling. They said they have a 22 year old son who would rather not travel (even though they would pay for him! Hear that, Mom and Dad??). Hey, if you ...

... take or trying to read a menu in a restaurant. It seems ages since I first arrived in Bulgaria (June 29). Guess it was only three weeks ago, but I've been several places and met a lot of people since then. As you may remember, I took an overnight bus from Istanbul north into Bulgaria. Had some middle of the night border crossings and made it into Burgas about 3am (arrival time was scheduled for 6am). The bus dropped me off next to the bus carrier's office rather than an ...

We slept all the way to Sofia considering the situation we found ourselves in. We are getting used to sleeping anywhere, pretty soon we think we will master the art of standing sleeping. At the Sofia bus depot, we waited for a few hours there mainly because it was warm and clean compared to the train station next door. At about 7am we walked over to the train station to try to book another trip to Prague ...

... the notebook around to write down random thoughts and feelings throughout the day. I find myself with not much time before my bus to the Black Sea and to Varna and I feel the words I used in the previous blog have been used and lost...so this may be a brief version of the former that is gone forever. After the exhausting days of travelling and the walk through Sofia, I slept for 10 hours straight and could have continued to sleep. Mary and I awoke on Monday morning at around ...

... clock and we were starving, so we did as we did last night and went for food that reminded us of home: Chinese food! We just needed to eat a different kind of greasy, for a change. I think I've been successfully yellow-washed: Asian food of any description would probably fit into my "comfort food" category and I'm proud/ashamed to admit that this is the first time in my life that I have not had a craving for Kraft Dinner ...