I passed through Bulgaria this time, laughing about my previous trek through the country.
In 2007, I took a train from Budapest to Istanbul. Somewhere in the middle of Bulgaria, between Sofia & Plovdiv, the train broke down in the Bulgarian countryside. They called to the station we’d just left (a small one) and the repair people there couldn’t get us running again.
We passed 24 hours waiting, until the train from the next day arrived, and we got on that one. We slept in the train, walking through the field to a nearby market for snacks and foods.
This time, I was literally in the driver’s seat and crossed through Plovdiv en route to my next stopping point, across the border in Greece, going to Thessaloniki.
I mostly waved while passing through Bulgaria, glad for no breakdowns happening this time.
Truckers in Bulgaria are awesome: look at how they drive off to the side, making it easy for you to pass them. Props.
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