Започна

 истинското лято и то подобаващо, със спонтанен джулай на един Търновски баир, с песни на Бийтълс и огромно, златно Слънце.
Няколко часа по-късно вече сме на село, мирише на манатарки и на река, едно ми е чудно още, тъкмо ще му свикна и то, хоп, ще се търкулне.

July ,oh July!

Home at last.It's been one long week of wandering up and down the seaside.Anyways, i want to thank Lina for this lovely award, thank you darling :)



Like i mentioned before, i was on the seaside for a week last week.Went to Yailata reserve to celebrate July morning, it was packed.As far as i know there were 10,000 people, but i think they were even more.For those who do not know or do not have such thing as July morning, that is a celebration on the last day of June and first day of July, and the whole point is to stay up all night on the 30th of June and to meet the sunrise on the 1st of July.Someone told us it was first done in Varna( a Bulgarian city on the seaside) back in the 70's by some drunk hippies, i wonder how it became such a big deal.Anyways that was so far my third July morning and i guess the most crowded one.