Day 59 – Nesebar -> Tsarevo (wild camping)
Not so much to write about today. A long cycling day where I basically kept my mind on pushing the pedals. Lunch in Sozopol, which – much like Nesebar- is a cozy and popular old town, placed on the end of a peninsula. Had too much energy to stop in Sozopol, so I kept on cycling South.
When the sun was relatively low on the horizon, I turned off the main road and found a nice spot to make camp – with a view over the Black Sea. The reward for the day’s efforts came sneaking up on me after dinner. I feel butterflies in my stomach, as I enjoy the spot I found for camp, and I realize tomorrow I will cross the border into Turkey, “inshallah!”
A stone’s throw away, a flock of sheep are being herded about- but otherwise there isn’t a soul to be seen. Grass fields and abandoned buildings to one side, and steep cliffs dipping to the Black Sea- on the other.
I feel a sort of tired that I recognize after these long cycling days. My mind is at peace. My only thoughts are for my basic needs; food and rest. No room for worry, as one might think there would be-camping in the rough.
Tune of the Day: PHOEBE – The Crash (aka Da Kwasj). Good old Fins.
