chewyland

Like a normal person.

I’m at the best restaurant in Bulgaria.

Look back 10 years of posts. This is a fact.

Thanx.

I’m walking away from it.

Well.

I’m going back now.

Must see laser.

Also.

Bark bark.

I randomly came upon THE BIGGEST festival here of the year.

Randomly.

wtf.

My bed has springs.

Obviously I’m in (no argument) one of the most beautiful cities on the planet.

I need a better phone and camera.

Wine was 3 Euro. I would have paid 13.

It’s 34 now.

Just north of Veliko Tarnovo.

Visited a couple dealers in Sofia. Pretty sure I know what I want.

Also cruise control.

Heading back towards coast now. Gently.

I’m old and get tired now after 4-5 hours on bike. Especially these tight twisty roads.

Not going to make it to Vidin. I got tired and it started to get dark. Some of those twisty turns you drop down to second gear and 30kph.

Try to do that for 120km. It’s tough. Tiring. You have to be razor focused. These roads are crazy.

So..north along the Danube today hopefully back to Veliko Tarnovo.

Why does this cost 15 in Sunny?

It’s massive.

Everyone is so fucking nice here, naturally.

The economy here is solely based on cigarettes and cheesy toasts.

Assumingly named after Joe Montana who’s enshrined here in stone.

The most perfect and most brand new and most fun motorcycle road to here.

The infrastructure here is inane. 2km tunnels, massive bridges and sweeping highways.

All brand new.

Insane.

I actually like it here.

It’s still stifling hot.

Must be strong.

Also…made a new friend. A morning hero, if you will.

Time to pack and gently head north.

30 degrees in Sofia.

Full on summer.

We were out till late last night. People in shorts and tshirts. Downtown packed.

Riding the rails to meet with my Soviet secretary, Vladimir.

Vlady bought me a truffle pizza. Omg.

New trams.

Everything 100%.

Aprillia dealership next.

I’m eating like an Alabama long haul trucker.

I mean it in the best way.

I wonder if Brezniev stayed here. I will ask.

Got all the vegetarian delights.

I need a pork kebab now.

“Meat before bed and you will sleep like you’re dead”.

My rustic hotel in old town dreams, dashed.

I just can’t believe how everything transformed here. It’s like a city of heaven.

Staying in a cheap hotel, really crappy but 5 minute walk from stunning Plovdiv downtown.

So yeahhhh gas is double.

Weather is perfect.

Highway KFC and McDonalds deserve Michelin stars.

But why?