There was no wifi in last night's camping. Well there was, but nobody would give me the password. And about an hour after I drifted off to sleep some Poles returned to their tents a few yards away and had a party, which meant I was awake for a good 2/3 hours. I packed up very noisily this morning, making a point of doing lots of hammering on my aluminium panniers, warming up the engine for a few minutes and then checking the horn was operational, before departing with high revs. Bastards!
Anyway, as a result I'm feeling quite washed out, so I stopped in Burgas after what seemed like a very long morning ride in typical summer coastal traffic, and found a cafe with free wifi to upload yesterdays' blog. It also occurred to me that my fatigue may be due in part to a diet of ice cream and coca zero, so, to keep Richard happy, I've just eaten this enormous plate of Bulgarian Gay Food.
I doubt I'll make it to Istanbul today - although it's not far as the crow flies, by road I have to do quite a loop, but I hope to make it over the border into Turkey.
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