We have had a lovely day in southern Bulgaria, stopping first at Plovdiv to send a postcard to John and Barbara and to explore the old town. Some kind policemen were very interested in the car and insisted that I open the bonnet for them to see the engine. We attracted a good crowd and the local bar owner acted as translator. Everyone here is friendly. It is definitely a country that we will come back to.
We also visited a fortress on top of a hill and a monastery.
Our start was later than plan due to forgetting to change the alarm clock another hour. So by the time we had crossed the Turkish border and driven the 260 km of motorway on the other side of the border it was nearly 7 p.m. when we arrived at our hotel in Istanbul.
Charlotte : Robin swapped me for a younger model at the border. A female border guard got into my seat while I was changing currency and crossed the border on my passport. Luckily, Robin realised his folly and swapped me back again. We only saw one donkey and cart on the motorway and one mercedes driving the wrong way on the hard shoulder.