Day 12 - Are There Bears In Sofia?
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An another early start ensued as we checked out of Hotel Eddy and made our way to check in to Hostel Mostel for our last 2 nights in Sofia. On arrival we found our beds unassembled in the hallway! The owner ensured as that they would be assembled by the afternoon and sat us down to a free (much needed) breakfast! First impressions were good.
We had decided the day before that we would spend the day up Vitosha Mountain, which we were looking forward to very much. We took a taxi to the foot of the mountain where the chairlift could be found. We couldn't believe what we saw. The chairlift was dodgy looking to say the least. Some of the foot rests were hanging off and the rust was abundant! We were soon about to turn away when we noticed a pair of old ladies getting on.
We got on the chairlift just behind a guy who was carrying a bicycle up the mountain. We thought he was crazy as both of us clung on for dear life! We chatted about the World Cup as usual to take our mind off the climb. After a while it was actually pleasant and we began to enjoy it. Reaching the end of the chairlift we headed out across a plateau towards a further peak which we decided to climb. It was the middle of summer, yet up here the snow covered patches of the mountain. As we progressed, Hutch turned to me and asked if there were bears in Bulgaria. We were sure gypsies caught bears and forced them into street performing. Were there really bears up here? What should we do if we see one? Soil ourselves? Lol!
We didn't climb all the way to the top but found a decent peak to get some great photos.
We grabbed a free pasta dinner at the Hostel and a beer and headed out on the town. The "Irish Harp" seemed appealing so we ventured in. All was quite quiet inside so we invented the drinking game of the century. It completely worked in getting us drunk because we can't remember the rules. All we can remember is that it was called Pontoon darts and involved getting 21 with 2 darts or with 5 darts, like a 5 card trick.
In our element after the beers we headed to the Lifehouse Club. The music was quite good but there were too many guys and not enough girls. Sausage fest! We left and made our way to a casino where we managed to lose about £10 each. Good times! Back at the hostel, our beds were assembled but sleep was hard to come by as 2 older Australian gents snored like lawnmowers. So badly so that an Australian girl was forced to get up and give one of them a gentle slap. Managed to get to sleep soon after that luckily.