Day 7
Up at…..
aaaaggghh….. WAY too early but animated to get packed and downstairs for my "web
therapy". This morning was busy because Sasho had invited me to his boat
(he sells boats!) for a quick spin around the harbour and I gleefully accepted.
But first we
went to look at where George is thinking of building a studio here. Then
we had to hit the road for the 5-hour drive to Sofia. It's actually only
300 kms but the roads are not that great and it's wise to leave extra time.
As it happened
we didn't have too much time to spare, especially when we found out we were at
the wrong terminal. This was entirely my fault for assuming (stupidly)
that the travel agent in Bulgaria knew what he/she was doing! They had me
booked on something called Wizz Air which I imagine is a mis-spelt pun on the
word "whiz". Anyway it's a stupid name and it doesn't exactly inspire
confidence, especially when, like that other famously idiotic "bus line with
wings", they don't issue seat assignments, leaving the fare paying passenger to
fight it out with all the other passengers for a decent seat! The name is
silly enough but you should see the planes (preferably from a distance and while
you are waiting for a flight on a real airline)….. They are chartreuse,
lilac and purple which perfectly matched the flight attendants polo shirts.
Regardless of
all this we managed to arrive late but safe in Barcelona and I had to run to my
connection just in time to get on the bus…. And then get off it again!
There was something wrong with the plane and I can only say that I am glad they
discovered this little problem while it was on the ground! I arrived in
Alicante, my bag and guitars arrived in Alicante and the miracle was complete.
I am so happy to be home!
Now I have
some time off to celebrate Monica's birthday and prepare for the Heepvention
2008 which is being held near Granada, about a 5-hour drive from here.
It's much further than the drive from Sozopol to Sofia but the roads in Spain
are, well, roads.
More soon…
God bless,
Ken
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