Royal Bay Hotel
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- Airport Transportation
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Swimming pool
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... the sea. I'm going to be disappointed with the views when I get back to coffee-ing in Lytham. Then moved the car - it was busy when we arrived, and we thought we'd left the car in a decent spot, but when we came back, it just might have been a towaway zone. If so, we were lucky so thanks to whoever or whatever was looking out for us. Moved it to a proper car park and went to the beach. I can't remember the last time Jerry and I had sun beds under a beach umbrella, but we read ...
... one of the churches ( how did they make such good maps 800 years ago? And how come this tiny place - called Mesembria then - was so important?) and a bit of sleeping / reading on the beach. No sun loungers available yet, but lots of activity suggesting they will be soon. Maybe the season starts on June 1st.
Fab dinner tonight at the chickens' place. Very pretty sunset but no pics. And so to ...
... 100% to the noise level. The only other noise I can think will be a problem (apart from Mariah Carey's Christmas warbling) is the seagulls - who have already left their mark all over our poor old car.
Had ad a lovely meal in a restaurant shaded by massive fig trees overlooking the sea. Very scenic, but a bit chilly so we were glad of the fleecy blankets provided. Delicious sea bass for me, mussels for Jerry, so an all round success.
... were made of wood; I could still see the marks of the plane. The ceiling was wooden and the iconostasis and pulpit were made of fantastically carved, darker wood. I loved the contrast between the darkness of the wood and the vivid colours of the icons. I bought and lit a candle before leaving. Unfortunately there was no chance of taking any photos of the interior because the woman at the candle/ icon card stall inside the church would have seen me.
... but we couldn't find them anywhere - and the roads didn't tally at all with the ones on my drawn map. One of them had the same or very similar name. We wandered around for a while before giving up and getting a taxi. It was only once I'd got my hands on a free Burgas city map from the guesthouse reception that I realised what the problem had been - we'd arrived at a different bus station to the one on my map. My guidebook had said that all arrivals from and ...