Yesterday evening there was some event nearby and I became Bulgarian schmaltzy music for free for I don’t know how long. The morning was peaceful and even a bit cold, the more as my shirt was wet, because I let it “freshen” outside.
I waited for the sunrise and then started the last cycling day for more than a week. There was a lot of morning fog ahead and after some kilometres the street followed a big reservoir, the source of the fog.
On the way were some nice places, at least by concept, as people manage to make nice ugly by their behaviour.
(at the right side of the tap was a rag full of: shit. Did those who put it there on purpose to disgust others or is ignorance to this degree possible?
Something nice: delicious fruits just waiting that you make a stop to grab some 🙂
Finally, there came the big hill/small mountain I had seen on the map. It was just 300m but those were hard, partly because of the temperature, partly because the road went straight up without curves and pretty steep. The expectation to see the sea helped me but was disappointed. At least it went down on a good road with high tempo possible. (that is 48km/h, more I didn’t dare with the fully packed bike)
It went down to 84m over see level and went up again to 140. Sea to see? No! And when I finally, 5km before arrival, meant to see the sea, it could have been one of those three lakes around Burgas, I will check out. Those last 5km were so exhausting, because of highway conditions and heat from above and reflected by the asphalt, that I made a break on a bench + table + shadow only short before arrival.
This was good, because now came a kind of epilogue. I had planned the route to the Pension where I would stay with Athanas next week. I just remembered that Hostel Chi is not far but had not written down the address or planned the way. And my phone was nearly empty, so that I only got an idea where to go before it was dark. And then there was a guy who wanted to show me the way. He was dumb but at least pretended to hear. First, he brought me to a big Hotel and I wanted to give up when he wanted to try something else. But then I asked a woman if this would be the right direction and she said yes. My leader smiled triumphantly and wanted money. I said, wait until we are there. “There” was the train station. Then I terminated our contract, turned around and looked by myself. People I asked couldn’t help me, but meanwhile the powerbank had charged the phone enough to give me directions. And then I noticed that I had been 20m near to the right place, before I got that help! And some minutes later exactly this guy arrived at the gate and wanted his money! I didn’t want to pay for being lead half an hour in wrong directions in the heat of a Bulgarian summer day, so I gave him my last (oh so tasty!!) plum and some vegetables. I hope they are as worthy for him as they would have been for me.
I am not sure how much I will enjoy the stay in a 6-bed room with shared bath in lower Bulgarian standard, but at least it is cheap, and they offer free breakfast and dinner for 3,5€ (that later was cancelled). I made a walk to the port where the ferry should leave. This took me more than an hour, so big is it there. On the way I saw big trucks every few minutes bringing huge tubes from somewhere to the port, each only two of them and driving very slowly. Then the two tube parts were assembled to a long one, transferred to another extra long truck that drove even slower to a place where they were piled to thousands. This is one example that makes me wonder, how much energy and efforts man puts into destructive things like pipelines for a not so promising technology instead of solving the true problems like starving people, etc.
also:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ACiHCBqzJIQ&feature=youtu.be
I found the port more and a guy there showed me the building somewhere for the paper work. I doubt that I would have found this on my own, even not with all those digital friends.
Later in the evening I made a shorter walk, to the beach. Between city and beach are nice parks and a lot of people. And as another challenge from my list I withdrew money with my “revolut” card from an ATM machine and it worked!
On the way you can find a lot of old houses like this, but the photo is owed to the giant smoke pipe coming outside left from the entrance.
When at 23:30 I stopped writing I was the only one in the room, but all over night it was a coming an going, as for example the Taiwanese family sometimes slept on the couch in the “Foyer”. The rest to make my sleep thinner and interrupted was done by mosquitos. But no problem, I don’t need too much sleep in general and I don’t have to stay fit for something important.