Vlasin - Tsarkaloyan
After twenty kilometers of wheat fields we get back on the Danube! It's 'the border with Bulgaria, the bridge is quite busy and is located in the "city" of Giurgiu. On the other side there's Ruse, nothing special, a fairly large city. We notice immediately that there are no dogs, must have been all on the other side of the river. We stop to buy some food and leave the city, after a few miles slightly uphill: nothing. Just corn and bean fields. We see no towns, not even in the distance, and the weird thing is that you do not see even a tractor working in those thirty kilometers of countryside. It seems that the workers of the fields have to do a long way to get there. from where we don't know.
However, the road is very beautiful, an up and down between these peaceful hills. After about thirty kilometers, we reach a village (the only one) where we stop to eat. Dark threatening clouds loom over us and we hear the thunders getting closer. We decide to pitch the tent between some trees along the road and, of course, the storm that looked so imminent never comes. Only a few drops of water. But now we are here and we fall asleep in the company of the usual nocturnal wild boar.
This morning the weather looks better, we move towards Razgrad, which here is considered a big city. In fact it is the only center in several kilometers, is a cute little town full of fountains, restaurants, a church and a few mosques.
Upon leaving the city, the weather gets worst and and in one hour it starts to rain, we stop to sleep along the way. There are few trees between the sown fields sown but it is a perfect shelter. We dodge the garbage. Human beings are like that, just find a niche, "ambushed" and use it to abandon whatever, in this case even a cow's head (now only the skull). And tomorrow we go to Varna.
We arrive in Varna. The road was the usual succession of cultivated fields and then finally in the distance we see the sea. Meet Niki (short for Nicolina) we contacted through couchsurfing, in her house there is also a Romanian girl, Alina, who is traveling alone by bicycle to reach Jakarta where she would spend a year studying indonesian art. Here's her blog.
Let's go have a beer at the beach, finally, the sea!
And tomorrow we go to a village about twenty km from here where we will be hosted in a villa overlooking the sea, all for free (again thanks to couchsurfing)!
We set off to Osenovo, about twenty km to the north, we stop to take a swim, the water is beautiful and is very warm, what we have desired for one month! Then it happens what is not supposed to happen! Wrong road and we find ourself in a path through the woods that seems endless! It's a very narrow and steep walking path, full of vegetation, no way to pedal this! We are even forced to take the panniers off the bikes and walk all our gear in separate moves, quite a nightmare. We arrive at Osenovo ompletely twisted and covered by mud at 8:00 pm, Kiril come to take us with his quad bike and cook us a dinner! The house is really a villa, beautiful! There's him, a ten year old boy and a really huge dog, a german shepherd. Kiril is Belarus and his wife Uzbek, the villa is divided into three apartments, they are building a swimming pool with no chemicals, using natural stones as filters for the water. We spend here three days of complete relaxation, we cook for them (but also for us) a parmigiana! Let's go to the sea by quad, the only way if you do not have a jeep! Lot of fun!