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... lulled by the waves and sound of welding - repairing stuff ready for the season!
Back to Nessebar (more dreadful driving en route. Why do people - mostly in big Mercs - seem to need to overtake whether or not it's safe?) for a shower, and out for dinner. Somehow missed lunch, so feeling hungry now.
Such a hassle with bank cards - we tried 3 today and none worked! Spent ages on the phone checking with the bank, but no problem with them and no evidence that ...
The weather looks much better today thank goodness.
Good omlette for breakfast, and then set off to walk around Old and New Nessebar, the old town is out on this promontory across a causeway from the mainland and the new bit. And they are very different.
The old town is a World Heritage site and as such something of a showpiece. It's a maze of narrow cobbled streets and lots ...
... and went for a walk around the almost island. It's a bit like a West Country fishing village with more old churches. Very pretty, especially once away from the main tourist area round our hotel, and lots of restaurants perched above the sea. We're going to try one tonight.
Thankfully, I don't think the season has really started because I should imagine it's jammed here in the height of summer. However, 30 American tourist have just arrived ...
To day was just about travelling to the boarder so I could cross it tomorrow, but as I was passing Sredets I was going to pop in in and say hi to Nock and Jo. Nick had already mentioned about staying the night but that was not the original idea. I was good to see them again so decided to stay the night and set of first thing in the ...
... of flattened chocolate doughnut... Then we finally boarded the bus, ten minutes before it set off.
We arrived in Sozopol thirty to forty minutes later and immediately began walking around. It was a beautiful day. We saw fascinating old wooden buildings, of a type neither Dave or I had seen before, and lots of old stone buildings with terracotta tiled roofs. We passed at least two street stalls selling fig jam, but neither of us bought any.