We were super keen to get to the hostel in Sofia as Kate and Phil from ground crew in Spain were going to be there. Sure enough when we walked in they were sitting around not doing a lot, Phil with his big red beard. We headed out for dinner to some Bulgarian restaurant. It took ages for the beer to be bought to the table, but the food was good, ‘boned lamb’ and the ‘wolf’s satch’ (mixed grill) and a side of eggplant with grilled feta. Since Spain Kate and Phil had been traveling through Croatia, Montenegro and Kosovo and were heading to Turkey next.
After dinner we couldn’t find an inviting pub so instead got some takeaways and headed back to the hostel. At about 2am we saw the clock on the wall, 3am, and realized we had crossed another time zone earlier, late night! The Hostel Mostel is a good one, an old Greek halfway house back in the day, converted into a hippy commune/hostel. They do free breakfast and dinner (but we were too late) but the staff were the best bit as they were super helpful. 
After breakfast and fare welling Kate and Phil we went for a walk around the city. Some parts are very old and run down but others are very nice and clean. We wandered past the court house and then down the yellow brick road, past churches and fountains. In a little old Russian church we saw a ceremony, a baby being christened which was nice and then headed to the big grand Alexander Nevski Cathedral. The Cathedral was as big and nice as some of the churches in Italy and France but much darker as the fresco had not been restored to the same level.
We headed back to the hostel via some markets and a pizza shop, w
e were about to leave when Damien found out we could get our ticket to ‘Spirit of Burgas’ festival in Sofia. The festival is the reason we are headed to Burgas, in such a hurry, so we bought our tickets, in case we got there and they were sold out. Then it was back on the bus for the last leg of our 26 hour journey on the road, from the west coast of Croatia to the east coast of Bulgaria.
After dinner we couldn’t find an inviting pub so instead got some takeaways and headed back to the hostel. At about 2am we saw the clock on the wall, 3am, and realized we had crossed another time zone earlier, late night! The Hostel Mostel is a good one, an old Greek halfway house back in the day, converted into a hippy commune/hostel. They do free breakfast and dinner (but we were too late) but the staff were the best bit as they were super helpful. After breakfast and fare welling Kate and Phil we went for a walk around the city. Some parts are very old and run down but others are very nice and clean. We wandered past the court house and then down the yellow brick road, past churches and fountains. In a little old Russian church we saw a ceremony, a baby being christened which was nice and then headed to the big grand Alexander Nevski Cathedral. The Cathedral was as big and nice as some of the churches in Italy and France but much darker as the fresco had not been restored to the same level.We headed back to the hostel via some markets and a pizza shop, w
e were about to leave when Damien found out we could get our ticket to ‘Spirit of Burgas’ festival in Sofia. The festival is the reason we are headed to Burgas, in such a hurry, so we bought our tickets, in case we got there and they were sold out. Then it was back on the bus for the last leg of our 26 hour journey on the road, from the west coast of Croatia to the east coast of Bulgaria. 
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