After testing of my tiny basement residence within the Black Sea metropolis of Varna, Bulgaria, I jumped again on my bicycle and rode for 2 full days by the middle of Bulgaria (right here’s the route I took) to town of Ruse, which is positioned on the shore of the Danube River and on the border of Bulgaria and Romania.
To be trustworthy, biking by this area of Bulgaria was downright boring. It was comparatively flat (though there have been plenty of gradual up and down climbs) with little or no to have a look at. It’s farming nation, so there have been plenty of farmers, vehicles and tractors. That’s about it. I rode all day lengthy with my earphones in and my music blaring.
The one pleasure I had was when somebody tried to move a semi-truck coming from the wrong way, solely to search out that I used to be driving within the lane they had been now wishing to occupy. Typically I gave the driving force of the passing automobile the evil eye (and was tempted to present them the finger). Different occasions I deserted the highway all collectively and practically fell within the ditch.
I spent my first night time on the highway camped in an apple orchard simply off the highway north of Shuman. The next morning the orchard staff began doing their factor only a few meters away from the place I had arrange my tent, so I needed to break camp and sneak out of my stealth campground location with out being detected.
Again on the highway, I merely put my head down and pedaled. I figured that if I rode exhausting I might simply attain the border city of Ruse by dusk, which is strictly what I did.