Saturday 20 October
Fakia – Bucharest.
We’ve had a pretty long travelling-day today; over 8 hours actually. The first part of the journey was O.K. but just past Burgas the road surfaces were really bumpy; it appears to be the way they lay them – instead of laying the tarmac or concrete length-ways they were laid width-ways so you feel the bu-bum, bu-bum every couple of minutes.
Thankfully, this only lasted for about 30 miles and then, boom, the roads improved vastly and the journey became quite pleasant; whether this was because we were nearing Sunny Beach (an awful name for a place in my opinion) and Varna, which are holiday destinations, I wasn’t sure but I imagine that has something to do with it. Varna, like many of the Eastern European countries I’ve travelled, is a contrast with both very beautiful and very ugly buildings in close proximity.
Just after Varna we stopped at a service station/lorry park for lunch and a quick walk. Leigh was horrified to see a rather tubby lorry-driver walk around his cab in savoycabbagegreen, silk boxer shorts and a vest. It almost put her off her cheese and tomato sandwich she said. Yelp!
From Varna we headed inland, driving through some quite pretty villages and neat towns towards Ruse which is where we crossed the border into Romania. The views of the river as you cross the Danube bridge were wonderful.
One of the last sights in Bulgaria I noticed in Bulgaria was a woman pushing a pushchair, with 3 children trotting alongside. As they neared a huge, grey, metal bin they all jumped up to peep over the top and see if anything took their fancy. It was very sad to see. The two “P’s” came to mind: Poverty and Privilege. These people weren’t just seeing if they wanted anything…they were looking for things they needed, like clothes or, God forbid, food.
The first sight that greeted us in Romania was that of two families travelling courtesy of their donkey and carts…these really are still a very popular form of transport in both Romani and Bulgaria!
Once we reached Bucharest the traffic increased tenfold – as it would in a capital city. Leigh navigated and Tom drove; he did a marvellous job actually. I had read that the roads in the city were super busy being up to 6 lanes and that the style of driving was rather wild and it was true! Once through the heart of the city the traffic subsided a little and we arrived at our campsite just before the rain. Tom managed to set up the electric, water and waste whilst Leigh and I had a quick mooch around the site. This campsite is small with about 30 little cabins and set in a wooded area – it’s basic but that’s fine with us.
Woofs, Martha xx