I've just realised that — so far — I've been in four countries, spanning four language families (Finno-Ugric / Romance / Slavic / Greek) and three different alphabets in a row!
No surprise that I feel so confused …
A note to our fellows western travellers: I'm sorry, but you can't beat the Old Continent!
I'm here in Varna since a week, so I can say that I know the centre very well — even if I think I've spent more time on the beach, anyway.
Back in my days we used to do some kind of brute-force tourism, seeing 20 cities in a fortnight.
But now I just prefer to stay more time in the same place, walk slowly down the roads, look at the people and the less important things, small shops, hidden corners. 
I just sit in a cafe with my notebook or a book, observing the flowing of everyday life. And it's also nice to meet the same people in the same places, as we were neighbours.
Maybe the whole point of doing such a long trip is for me that I'll learn more from people than from monuments.
People from Treviso maybe will appreciate this photo of the street were I live in Varna.
After a long bus trip from Bucharest, I eventually arrive to Constanţa. The trip includes a stop for the driver's lunch in some kind of spaghetti-western-saloon in the middle of nowhere (see photo).
Once at the train station (see photo), the "Quest For Useful Info" begins.
It seems that people working at information desks only know a few words in English: the numbers (for the prices) and "I don't know" (for everything else). Brilliant! No time wasting whatsoever.
Thus I ask somebody else for the bus station — that is just in the next block, as miss "I don't know" is probably aware of — and head for the Turkish agency: if you go to İstanbul you have to pass through Varna, don't you?
The man at the counter luckily speaks both languages: Turkish and Rumanian, but somehow I manage to eventually get my ticket to Varna.
And after a long bus trip from Constanţa, I eventually arrive to Varna.
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