
My first bus ride to Kazanlak was quite interesting. In the bus seats sitting well tanned people, mainly with dark hair, chatting in language I don't understand, outside the window the sun in serene sky shining brightly, bushes of wild roses passing by, some dry lavanda fields, dry agriculture land looking more like savanna with some eagles circling above it, unenviable shepherd with its flock of sheep in abnormal heat, some gypsies riding with horses, and over it all the bluish Balkans... And to make the first ride even more odd in the background radio was playing something like this.





