A rode diverged in the woods and we ended up on a 30 minute hike. The pyramids of Stob were calling. Tired, dehydrated, it took all my will to get up there. Loved it.

The gorgeous, overfilled monastery of Rila.

The faith of the people. The reverence. The murmurred prayers.

Little kids running around and saying hello with shy smiles.

A geyser that disappointed after the Icelandic Geiser.

The earliest dinner we’ve ever had. For the first time reviews didn’t let us down. Everything was amazingly tasty.

Young girls waiting on their dates rushing to open the door on hearing our car. Never has a wrong turn brought me so much delight.

Sunset … What a joy to behold.