Monday, 06.05.19, Vana Veche to Varna to Nessebar.

Day 13 for the records. I had a very early prayer walk along the beach and was blessed with a light show which could have been a present from God. Made me very humble and grateful for my eventful and safe journey so far.
Crossed the border soon and found a man helping newcomers to by the road tax from a machine. Changed Lei to Lewa. Drove to Varna and stopped at the harbour first for coffee and cake. Found a great restaurant with a view.
Drove up to town and found parking near the Archeological Museum which was as small miracle. Only to find the museum as all other public places of interest closed because of another public holiday. A little sad but I decided to make the best of it and still cycle around the city. Was not in vain.

Mystical morning at the beach of the Black Sea:

Next comes Varna.

First stop at Harbor restaurant Nemo, fine dining with a view.

Archaeological Museum and Roman Bath closed. Such a pity..

Moved on to Nessebar which is on a peninsular connected only via a small dam.

Another spot with a view for about 4 Euro per night.
At the harbor
” I am the light, the truth and eternal life”

Sunday, 05.05.19, Lake Murighiol – Vana Veche

Day 13 for the records. The boat trip started at 07:00 a.m. and we were 5 people. My neighbours, a German couple from near Stuttgart and a Dutch couple.
Short trip with the car to the landing and off we go. Chilly this morning, we all had jackets and hats, only the German guy forgot his hat and suffered in the cold wind when the boat sped.

It is needless to say, that in this case as in so many others, reality exceeded imagination by miles and miles. The Delta is so vast, sometimes with secretive narrow channels, sometimes with wide lakes, with glass clear water, with an enormous complex vegetation and a birdlife reminding of the time of creation.

The photos shown are painful selection of so many other.

After the boat trip we returned to the camping ground and I left soon to the south towards the border to Bulgaria and had Mamaia in mind for the first stop.

Later found a beach in Vana Veche, last village before the border. Was a bit too optimistic what a motor-home can do in the sand.