I cycled out of Veliko Tarnovo, fresh as a fish, and met a first big steep hill : I kind of swam in my sweat, but the landscape was really beautiful. It was 30 degres, today, and that was quite hot to climb with my bike the bulgarian hills. At the end of the afternoon, with flies sticked on my arms, I knocked at Yvonne's door, a dutch woman who enjoys life in a bulgarian rural village for a few months. She opened her door and a bottle of bier and cooked a delicious dinner.
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