News this week is that Guinness Book of Records thinks my ride wouldn’t create enough public interest and is “a little too specialised for a body of reference as general as theirs”. I guess it’s hard to compete with the biggest falafel or the most people having breakfast in bed at one time! I stowed Effie away for a week in Turda & took...
Transylvania – the very word conjures up images of vampires, creepy castles and a thirst for blood. The reality though is flower-filled meadows, magnificent forests, Saxon churches, quaint villages and so much more. On the way there I’d taken the early morning ferry across the Danube from Bulgaria & was pleasantly surprised to be met by Costi, a Romanian...
With no speedometer, I’d originally taken a rough guess at what distance I thought the total journey would ultimately be. Well, it seems I really underestimated this and daughter Nikki has been hard at work calculating distances far more accurately than I ever did. Apparently I’ve already covered 13,926 kms – which is bloody amazing! I had been concerned Effie might...
A straight forward border crossing into Bulgaria. Only about six cars going through so no queues. Also no touts or pushy money changers. Everything done in a very orderly fashion in the bank near the customs office for money changing. Best thing is that the price of petrol dropped to about half the price of Turkey’s gas and I get more for my Lev so I’ll...