Bulgaria Black Sea Coast
28th – 4th July 2010
Everyday this week I have woken to the sound of waves breaking on the shore of an idyllic golden sand beach. I sleepily open my windows & front door and look out from my bed onto a green sparkling sea as I drift in and out of sleep. This is my week!
Most days this week I have been chilling out and thoroughly relaxing from my hectic busy lifestyle of…travelling.
Swimming in the sea, spotting my first dolphin, well a dolphin fin anyway! And completing yet another book has been the main aim of the week. However, we did venture off in search of water, but luckily Marks new quad biking friend advised us that there was a spring 1km away on the dirt tracks. Its great as Bulgaria is riddled in fresh water springs. Later on we realised there are springs all along the beach trickling into the sea. Good news for us as it meant we could stay a little longer, yehay.
Later on this week the beach has become busier, mainly at the other end to us. Taking a long long walk to the other end we found people are camped out on the beach and in the trees behind. We got chatting to George the homeopath (who burnt his bum nude bathing later on in the week) anyway, he explained that people come from all over the country to camp long and short term. Apparently, loads of people from the capital take the slow 8hr train and hitch hike all the way to the beach. As the week rolled on more young hippies and groups arrived. I love it. A free camping holiday! It’s so unfair that at home were not allowed to camp where we like, no pretty lakes or beaches.
My favourite camper of the week is a bloke camping alone with his Scotty dog that dives in the sea after his owner. Most of the day he stands about giving us full frontal, which is fine as there are plenty of nudists here, its just, well, he stares at his bits for ages! He certainly enjoys checking out his sugar lumps or tanned sugar lumps by now.
Anyway, by Thursday we had run out of supplies so headed to Varna in search of a new beach which we heard on the grapevine is also a wild camp beach, so off we hopped, fought with Varna traffic and stocked up in the supermarket. Off we drove in search of the beach with high hopes only to be sadly squished. When we arrived the beach had a few bars dotted along it and a campsite nearby. We were thinking that it didn’t look very wild camp to us but we headed on up the narrow pot holed track in till we hit sand. Mark took a walk and found a free camp spot but it wasn’t very nice. The beach was quite pretty but had rubbish pilled up in spots. We decided instead to head to a campsite and return to our last location!
After returning to our original spot Mark chatted to George who noticed we’d left and highlighted that the beach we had returned to was actually very special and a rare hidden gem on Bulgaria’s coast, there aren’t may places like this one left by all accounts.
Well, we shall be enjoying the hidden gem for a few more days then get the revs going and chug off to our next destination.
