Monday 13 May, Day 10
We had a lovely hotel breakfast, and were at the bus station
shortly after 9:00, ready for a bus that we were told went at 10:00, but we
didn’t quite trust it.
But others came along, and soon we were bustled off to buy tickets, and we waited. At about 10:20 we were led to a 8-seater mini-van, and we 6 piled in, and in 2 hours were in Varna, Bulgaria, having survived a very easy border crossing.
We got a taxi to our car hire company, and David signed his life away and off we went. Of course we got hopelessly lost, with ring-roads with no exits, and signs we couldn’t read, and everyone on the wrong side of the road, but we did find a supermarket, then headed out of town, backtracking and u-turning until at last we found our EKO village.
This is an activity I found from Viator, and it has the
potential to be good, if only they would communicate. (I booked last October, and only 2 days ago
were told where it was and what time was check-in.) We were shown our yurt for sleeping, the cold
water shower in a barrel (as was the WC), and barbecues.
We had a go at archery – David hit the target, but I shot one over the fence. We went for a ride in a dune buggy thing around the scrub, and were shown the owners' apartments and rooms they rent for high paying guests.
It came to earth, I know not where.
We had a go at archery – David hit the target, but I shot one over the fence. We went for a ride in a dune buggy thing around the scrub, and were shown the owners' apartments and rooms they rent for high paying guests.
It came to earth, I know not where.
A shepherd came by, with his dongling sheep and goats.
We went for a walk through the village and annoyed the local dogs, then it was time to cook our barbecue.
Following our query, host had provided a firelighter, some sticks and some charcoal in a bag. But we had no matches. David hunted around in the bar area (which must be used for summertime picnickers) and eventually found a box. So fire’s burning, kebabs are on the grill, but there are no tongs, or for that matter, any cutlery at all, or plates. We had our sharp knife to cut up our vege, and using it and a long stick, we rotated our dinner, then picked what we wanted from grill straight to mouth. Saves washing up. We played fire-making for a while, then went to bed (dirty) by torchlight, which wasn’t very good. I will write them a big review, and explain that EKO doesn’t have to mean primitive.
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