Some Days

There are some days when it just cannot get any better. I have had a few in my life and this was one of them. I woke up after camping in a wood in Romania and cycled through the sunshine for 75kms with friendly people waving hello as I rode past all the way into Calafat.

Breakfast in Gruia (shame about the men drinking at 8am)

Women doing the work, as usual...

...While men feel they have more of a celebrity status

And that's as far as I can go one the Danube. 3000 kms from home and 2000kms from the source of the river way back in Germany.

I cycled through the town and down to the ferry to take me across to Vidrin in Bulgaria. The cycling book said that a planned bridge should be completed by 2008 but there was still no sign of any construction, but heh, that's the pace that life moves at around here.

Several kind people then directed me to the railway station...

The ticket office lady was patient with my lack of Bulgarian and the lady on the bank even came outside to help me use the ATM cash machine. There was a train to Sofia in one hour and the conductor even helped me lift my bike up onto the train. This was unbelievable. But it got better.

There were texts waiting for me on my mobile phone now that I can access them. One from Becky says that she has received an offer to do a Phd. One from Sally said people were actually reading what I wrote in these blogs. A couple from my brother Mick made me think, as usual, and another from my friend Martin was just looking out for me. Some days are just like that.