Varna

Friday the 13^th of July



When leaving Vama Veche, we decided to walk the 2km to the Bulgarian border and then try to hitchhike from there on. Back-up plan was to walk to the nearest town (7km from the border) and catch a bus from there. But we got a ride from the border to almost to the next town from a young kite surfer, and from there we got a ride quite quickly all the way to Varna from a minibus who was driving there to get some customers. So despite of the hot day we got to Varna quite easily, although sweating as little pigs all the time.



In Varna we spent two days continuing the enjoyment of the nice weather and great beaches. Our hostel was again the X-hostel (same as in Bucharest), and it turned out to be a similar party hostel. Every day of the week they arrange some special parties, we happened to be there in time of Foam Parties in Golden Sands. Not bad... We did also have time to walk one day in downtown of Varna. Anyways, the important thing the last few days have been the beaches...



Yesterday we took a night bus from Varna to Istanbul, which took about nine hours. The bus was by far the fanciest bus I've ever travelled in, we even had our own ”flight attendant” serving drinks all the time and a screen showing movies and cartoons for each seat. There was also (for once) enough space for a normal person to sit comfortably. But of course it would've been a bit too good to be true, so I happened to have the second true idiot during the past six weeks sitting behind me. First was the old lady in the bus in Vilnius, and this was second. Luckily otherwise I've met amost only very friendly and helpful people where ever I've been in. But this old ”lady” almost ruined my whole bus trip by acting like a total idiot. I wanted to incline my seat (as everyone else in the bus), because it surprisingly makes sleeping lot easier. But this madame joyfull didn't accept it for some reason. And for the record, I think she was the shortest person in the bus, so she still had like 50cm room for her tiny legs. But no, it was too much for her, and she started yelling and beating my seat and act like a lunatic. And of course to make the trip better for Mika also, the small girl next to us on the other side of the corridor was throwing up half of the time. So let's put it this way: the bus was awesome, but the trip still not the best I've had. I didn't basically sleep almost at all, and today we have been very, very tired. But we are now happily in our hostel and got beds also, so now it's time to start enjoying the last days of my journey. Because after four nights here in Istanbul I'm flying back to Finland on Tuesday. How weird does that feel at the moment? Luckily I have a lot to look forward in the rest of the summer time also, so I'm actually quite happy to return to Finland also.