The end is here, Sunny Beach is boarding up its shops and restaurants, hibernating until next spring. I don’t mind the change, it’s fun having a whole city to yourself. Though Sunny Beach might look like a zombie apocalypse movie set during the fall and winter months, this is the time when the locals come out to play, stray dogs and cats return (with many new offspring), the smell of roasted peppers on open fires wafts through the air and loud gypsy music booms out of construction sites, no need for quietness now that the tourists are gone.
Saying goodbye to Alexander the local taxi driver/homemade moonshine provider.
John, the daytime bartender at Iglika.
One of the last busy all inclusive resorts.
Almost time to change my wardrobe to fall colours.
Our seaside walk towards St. Vlas. Sorry our camera has spots, it’s driving me nuts!
It’s so beautiful here!
Yes, the sea really is this colour.
The hike from our house to St. Vlas and back is about 16 kilometers, which I usually do in flip flops. Our step counter says that we spend almost 1200 calories on these walks, luckily there are several beach bars along the way where we can regain said calories (and many more) with huge cold beers.
What’s really cool about our area is that not one building looks alike. This one has a ski lodge feel.
Contemporary West Coast.
Is that a lighthouse?
Herring in oil and vinegar, roasted pork and cabbage with ham and roasted pepper stuffed zucchini with a pile of cheese.
The cutest man ever.
This bar has been abandoned for over 2 years, too bad because it looks really cool.