Balchik, Dobrich, Bulgaria
Balchik seems a sleepy little place, thought I would take a stroll along the promenade and see what I could see.
They apparently have a major problem in Bulgaria with stray dogs, to the point of various culls. I bumped into quite a few on my journey and I bloody loved them, so friendly and receptive to some gentle neck stroking. This guy was soon joined by his posse when a kindly local brought down a bag of food. A fellow dog lover, he told me he does it every evening.
Hero.
Very trusting in these parts, the local library, take a book leave a book.
Fishing with your daughter
Or friends
Or strolling with a friend or lover
Or simply catching the last few rays.
Walking on the beaches; looking at the peaches.
Stuff
Lost in translation Minilions? surely not, what would Kevin say?
I had planned on walking as far as the cranes
That's near enough, all this walking has made me thirsty
Well, if I am being honest, thirsty and hungry.
Food porn; Dirty Nachos, yeah baby!
