by Schmit Kurdtschwagger
Golf Club?! Come on! It's a f*****g nightmare, for Pete's sake!!!
More like a green field of misery, fourteen tees, sixteen greens and Bulgarians trying to suck every single cent out of your pockets for their miserable “services”. The most annoying part was a Sri Lankan golf instructor who was speaking a weird language that no one could understand. Thanks God, we met some civilized British guys, who were there to watch the match between their favorite FC Chelsea and Bulgarian second division team Lefsky, whatever…
Those guys were kind enough to wait with us till the Sri Lankan golf instructor left the club. We were lucky to catch the guy near by a bus stop where we could settle our differences. The best part of story was the arrival of four local policemen, who tried to arrest us for beating this Sri Lankan insect. They found his wallet in my pocket, but I insisted that it was my wallet and they gave it back to me, as they couldn’t understand the guy. Then I checked the cash inside, 80 levas, which is equivalent to 35 euro or something and 400 euros. And you won’t believe what happened!!! The cops took the 80 levas and drove us downtown like a taxi cab!!! Amazing!
Anyway the golf course was awful, but I like the rest of my journey in Bulgaria.
It is a nice country with great landscapes and a beautiful sea, except for the sea cities, which all look like freak circuses villages.