//pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); There was a time a little more than a year ago, when I hated traveling. After doing it for more than five months, being sick for what seemed like the millionth time, being cramped into a dorm room in blistering heat with no air-conditioning, fearing for my life inContinue reading “10 Ways to Kick Travel Fatigue’s Ass”
Category Archives: Bulgaria
Escape of the Week: Sunny Beach, Bulgaria
It has been just about one year since Abby and I bounced around Istanbul and Bulgaria together. Poor Abby saw the worst of me during this time — I was in the full clutches of Travel Fatigue, mixed with being sick. We didn’t really have any set plans other than meeting in Istanbul. From there,Continue reading “Escape of the Week: Sunny Beach, Bulgaria”
Trains versus buses — which is better? (The List)
//pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js // <![CDATA[ (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); // ]]> Given the fantastic experiences I had on the trains through the Balkans, I decided to write-up a pros/cons list of taking the bus versus taking the train through most of Europe. Both can be good. Both can be bad. Often times — at least inContinue reading “Trains versus buses — which is better? (The List)”
Midnight Express
The women on our couchette looked straight out of Halloween Eve … long, eggplant dyed hair, small beady eyes, long hairs sprouting from her upper lip next to a large mole with more hair protruding, and on her chin, whiskers spreading down towards her neck. She was dressed in a long black dress and fromContinue reading “Midnight Express”
Hanging in VK
Veliko Tarnovo is an easy place to get sucked in. Well, more specifically, Nomads Hostel IN VK is an easy place to get sucked in. It’s a lovely hostel. The owners are amazing. The travelers who stay there are nice. I ended up staying in the little town for five days. The first full day,Continue reading “Hanging in VK”
Attempting culture
Growing up in America, I was taught that during thunderstorms, to seek shelter. Don’t stand under trees. Don’t stand under anything metal. In Veliko Tarnovo, that little juicy bit of warning was completely unheeded. Abby, our new Italian friend and I had learned “Carmina Burana” was being performed at the Tsarevets fortress for 15 LVContinue reading “Attempting culture”
Leaving the Black Sea
After nearly 10 days seaside, Abby and I boarded a bus to Bulgaria’s interior — the can’t-miss-town of Veliko Tarnovo. It’s not big. It’s not glitzy. But, it is breathtaking. Little stone homes line old cobblestone streets. Stairs climb up the hillside, leading people to the main street packed with stores and delicious (and inexpensive)Continue reading “Leaving the Black Sea”
Hot hot hostels
“Hello, girls, hello,” Dave, the owner of Flag Varna Hostel said, ushering us into the property. “Hi,” Abby and I chimed in unison. We were happy to have arrived to Varna. Immediately, I liked the city. It was a real city, not a town sprung up around an 8 km stretch of beach with theContinue reading “Hot hot hostels”
The Jersey – Sunny Beach – Shore
Bulgaria. In my mind, I pictured a quaint Eastern European country thriving with culture and history. Then, Abby and I went to Sunny Beach. On the bus from Istanbul to Bulgaria,where they served ice cream(!), I conjured up images of the country in my head … cobblestone streets, little villages tucked into mountains, historical citiesContinue reading “The Jersey – Sunny Beach – Shore”
The Jungle Princess joins the Adventure
The first time I met Abby was in Las Vegas about four years ago. She was an editor and I was a publicist, so we had a few lunches and swam in some of the same circles of the Las Vegas social scene. I never imagined the next time I would see her would beContinue reading “The Jungle Princess joins the Adventure”
D Travels 'Round 