So I thought to write more about travelling this time. I have learned that in order to motivate or inspire someone to see the world and look further from the comfortzone, you need to give out some of your either embarrassing or very colorful stories from being on the road. Well, guess what, I have both and a lot.
Erasmus is great, I must say. Besides all the knowledge you get (p.s not for all of the students), you also experience something that you otherwise never would (p.s for all of the students). Well I would have definitely never thought that I will find myself from a Tunisian wedding’s afterparty, driving with ferry in captain’s cabin or climbing fences in the middle of the night. I will dedicate this post to my lovely Erasmus friends who made those 3 months in Sofia inspiring to me.
The first little crazy story coming to my mind was when we took a trip to Romania. So we started hitchhiking in 4 ( 2+2) from Sofia. For some reason I ended up with 3 the most crazy people I have ever met and I decided to hitchhike first time in my life. So besides me I had there my very best Latvian girl, another globetrotter from Poland and last but not least my now already 1.5years boyfriend from Czech. The crazy part of the trip started when we tried to hitchhike back from Romania to Bulgaria. Me and Tom got stuck in a small village near Constanta. I had just said the words “Yeah, no BMW nor Mercedes is stopping for a hitchhiker” when one Mercedes pulled over. Inside was sitting a young guy (money shining from his eyes), speaking zero English, but understood when we said we are going towards Bulgaria. We sat in, both on the backseat, and as soon as we closed the door he put the music on so loud that I couldn’t even hear Tom talking right next to me. Well, I tried to calm myself down that maybe he is just a music fan. Suddenly, he made a turn to a very small road and drove towards old, half abandoned, broken houses. Let’s be honest a guy with a car like that probably doesn’t live in that part of the town, so I got a little bit worried. I was thinking, okay, so now we are going to get robbed or beaten up or something like that (as it was a small town in Romania). He stopped the car in front of one of the houses and started hitting the horn. After a minute about 10 (okay, rather 5) small gypsy boys were having their faces on the windows. He started screaming at them and hitting the window with his hands in a hope to scare them off. Well, let’s be honest, these fellas are scared of nothing. A little later a gypsy girl (seemed like 20 or so) sat in the car and they were talking (well more like arguing) something in Romanian. You didn’t need to know much Romanian to understand that the guy just ordered her in the car and that was the end of their discussion. My head was full of many thoughts: what is going to happen, and where are we going to be taken to, and what is up with that girl, why is she here, is she his slave or something. After a 15min drive we were finally on the border and the guy stopped. He said simply “Bulgaria” and pointed straight forward. We just thanked him kindly and got out of that car as fast as we could. For me this adventurous car drive was even a bit educational. I learned not to judge people too fast (with a hope that the girl is fine and is actually his girlfriend or something).
Picture taken by a stranger in Pleven, Bulgaria.
The second one is also from 2015 when we took a trip to Istanbul with my roommates back then (amazing Polish and Latvian girl). We took a bus from Sofia to Istanbul and set up couchsurfing in the city. I must say the city really is amazing and I wish I had my camera back then. So, one of the days we decided to spend on the Prince’s Islands. As we needed to take a ferry for that, we decided to walk to the port and look around the city while walking. Suddenly we noticed a policeman on the road whistling and waving with hands. We were like three chickens not knowing what to do. At first we just kept walking but seeing the police officer getting only more frustrated, we started running. In about 100m we saw a group of people standing next to the road, so we thought, oh, some important guy is coming, take out your cameras. And after few minutes we heard a big bang. There was a bomb in one of the gardens next to the road we were walking on. So, they had found a bomb and deactivated it right there. Yeah, you can say the situation was quite out of our hands. Fortunately, again, everyone was okay and we just witnessed a badass almost-like-in-movie scene.
Picture taken by my Polish girl in Istanbul. Found an uncle carrying bread on his head, why not.
Picture taken by a stranger in a mosque in Istanbul.
For the last one in that post I will leave one rather funny one. It was one of the first nights of the second semester in Sofia, so I had just arrived. And we decided to go to a bar. Like always you get tired of one place and you move on. I did not know the city back then at all so I just followed the others. For some reason I found myself in the middle of the night alone in some club, so I decided to go home. After all the shots and I am not even sure what we drank, I had no idea which direction “home” was. So, I put on my coat and just started walking in a hope to see at least something familiar. After walking half an hour back and forth I started panicking. I really didn’t know where I was or where I was supposed to go, everything seemed far from familiar. I felt tears coming to my eyes. I didn’t have anyone’s number from the dorms yet nor cash with. I saw a taxi and I decided to take a taxi to home. I looked through all my pockets and found 2 levas (1 euro). So, I asked the driver through the tears if he can take me to my dorms, but I have only 2 levas. He said: “no problem!” After driving 3min the taxi stopped- we were at the front gate. As you can see, sometimes the situation is not that bad as you think. So, no hard feelings, guys!
Picture taken by the barman of ´The Shots´ in Sofia.
And that post I will end with a song that has inspired me to overcome myself and live the life o the fullest. That means enjoying even the embarrassing an crazy situations.