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BULHARSKO, DAY 7

Seventh day was supposed to be a rest day….Well, that didn’t exactly work out. „Let’s just quickly climb to one of the surrounding peaks and spend the rest of the day relaxing“, we thought. For that purpose we chose Rilets peak (2,713 m.a.s.l.) which quickly earned a nickname „Killer mountain“. It could have occurred toContinue reading “BULHARSKO, DAY 7”

BULHARSKO, DAY 6

What a romantic experience – sleeping near the lake, right? There’s only one problem with it – during the night, it’s usually damn cold near water. We could tell…In addition to being woken up by the cold multiple times during the night, I was also awakened by strange noises – sounds of footsteps near ourContinue reading “BULHARSKO, DAY 6”

BULHARSKO, DAY 5

You know those moments when something annoying happens but after a while it turns out that it was actually for good? Like when you are awaken in the middle of the night by your uncompromising bladder and you have to crawl out of your warm sleeping bag into the cold dark night…Well, that sucks! ButContinue reading “BULHARSKO, DAY 5”

BULHARSKO, DAY 4

Yesterday’s bread, salami, plastic cheese, margarine and jam – that was the school cantine-like breakfast we got at the Maljovica Hut. Flash-back to our childhood. We ate it all…to the very last slice of salami. Not that we would love it that much but because we were that hungry. We planned a one day roundContinue reading “BULHARSKO, DAY 4”

BULHARSKO, DAY 3

It’s time to say good bye to the Old Hut and to the Sedemte Ezera Hut. Next stop – Maljovica Hut. Before we reach it, we will have to descend and ascend back up to 2,050 m.a.s.l. The day is spectacular. Perhaps a little bit too hot. We keep sinking down the valley. Soon theContinue reading “BULHARSKO, DAY 3”

BULGARIA, DAY 1

We finished off yesterday with a substantial dinner at a very non-touristic place (Mister Uli), which was also recommended to us by our host. In short, the evening went like this: searching for the place, getting lost, finding the place, entering, strong feeling of “not fitting in”, taking a seat, plastic table-cloth, hand-written menu –Continue reading “BULGARIA, DAY 1”