Where winding roads, rusty rails, iffy health and lean budget meet the calm
They say the feeling of time is subjective. For us in these Covid days, it is well obvious with the pace of some events changing fast and then others dragging on for ever. Continue reading “A hike to the highest peak in the Balkans”
It is a strange combination for a one-day visit, but that’s exactly what we did in June 2018, accompanied by Alex’s sister and brother-in-law. Continue reading “Rila Monastery & Melnik”
A few bits and bytes from places we visited with my sister and brother-in-law in Bulgaria, 2018 (Sofia, Rila Monastery and Melnik). More details can be found in the Sofia – Part 2 post. Enjoy!
Everyone is soaked to the bones. A lady gets in the bus and asks “Do you know where this bus goes? I just got on to shelter from the rain.” Continue reading “Sofia – Part 2”
It is 39°C in the mountains and hotter in the city. Some occasional clouds ease our hike and make it tolerable. Continue reading “Sofia – Part 1”
We dance to the rhythm of the English song a Bulgarian restaurant entertainer sings. It is almost dark and the beauty of this city is on full display with the flickering lights of its houses perched over the steep hills chiselled by the river Yantra. Continue reading “Veliko Tarnovo”
We left Milan’s apartment and Lyulin, the Sofia suburb where he lives, the day after our landing (still 7 hours jetlagged), for a semi-deserted village with about 10 inhabited houses mainly by retirees from the nearby cities. Continue reading “The village”
Although born in England and brought by his parents to Canada at the age of 14, Alex’s first time crossing the Ocean back to Europe wasn’t to his homeland, but to mine. Continue reading “Bulgaria – Alex’s first impression”
Alex and I have been traveling regularly to Bulgaria, my homeland, since 2004. It was on our 2020 summer itinerary again (there are a few trains yet to be taken), but a tiny invisible virus had other ideas. Continue reading “Bulgaria with Alex”
Thursday April 27 2000—7:30 a.m.
Thursday dawned bright and cold, about -12°C according to Bob’s thermometer. It was blue to the north, and there were high, bright clouds to the south. Continue reading “Getting back to Iqaluit”
Tuesday April 25, 2000—7:15 p.m.
What a day! Phew. If I came here looking for exercise, I certainly found it today. More of that in a minute. Continue reading “Getting around Meta Incognita”
Monday April 24 2000—8:00 p.m.
Tempus fugit.
Before we could leave in morning we learned how to pack the qomatiqs; Continue reading “Getting across Frobisher Bay”
Sunday April 23 2000—9:45 p.m.
My seatmate on the plane was one of my co-adventurers. Bob was retired and was spending what seemed to be most of his time on adventure trips. Continue reading “Getting oriented”
Introduction
In August 1998 I spent twelve days in the arctic, hiking with my sister and her family in the area around Pond Inlet in northern Baffin Island and on Bylot Island. Continue reading “Getting there”
Charles De Gaulle was the airport from which we would have flown back to Toronto on May 5th this year. We love Paris. Continue reading “Last stop – Paris”
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