Bansko

We awoke in the garden of the restaurant and hitchhiked across-the-boarder with the Bulgarian Howard Marks (Mr nice) he not only looked like the guy, he also handed us a burning joint after getting in. He also seemed to known the boarder customs officers as well, we were waved on through.

As I was having some issues with my hip we decided to head to a hiking/skiing region as we thought there would be physio and Dr's there. This is how we ended up in Bansko...Read more