Day 20: Kyustendil to Sofia

It was under dark clouds and warnings both of rain and that if I cycled outside the city without a yellow safety vest I would get hassled by the police plus advice to ride on the wrong side of the road so that I could more easily take avoiding action that I set out for Sofia. Luckily, only the prediction of rain came true on a much shorter ride than normal in order to visit Sofia.

In the evening, after sitting in a fancy cocktail bar drinking a splendid cocktail but cursing European table culture I made the wise decision to move on to Dek, a basement dive bar where the drinks were simpler but both the conversation and the shots were free flowing. There was much discussion of politics, Putin, the EU, the Russian mafia and Bulgarian corruption.