One of my favorite things about living in Bulgaria is that it neighbors with Turkey. It look about 7 hours on a half empty, hellishly hot, overnight bus before we arrived in one of my favorite cities in the world, Istanbul.
We have no idea why the bus driver insisted on cranking the heat as high as it would go in the middle of summer.
Our hotel was in the best location, fairly clean, comfortable beds and a wonderful Turkish buffet breakfast.
So exhausted. Counting the seconds before our room is ready.
Agata’s first Çay (tea).
A sneak peak of the Blue Mosque.