What can so mesmerized more than tourism in the countries of Europe and the world at large? This question is for each person to respond, but we can not agree with one thing: every corner of the world in which you have not been and only plan to visit, draws in the minds of so far not seen us pictures and landscapes. As if we live, even before buying the ticket and call, for example in aircraft, all episodes of our journey. Fortunately, or maybe not, our ideas and fantasies relatively new country, remain behind the liner, once took to the air … you walk through the narrow streets of old Prague or walk into a cozy, small cafe in Krakow, zakazvaesh a cup of coffee and a glass ice-cold water into the bargain. Pretty waitress smiled and stretched out next to the coffee, the little donut on the house … then go out and you followed all smiles, as if it came in the cafe is not the first time in life, but just once day after work. Walk on and eyes staring at each corner of the buildings, lawns, with an ever-luscious grass and flowers on the pavement without a single cigarette butts and trash. Continuing to take pictures and do not notice that already got battery in the camera.

You sit on the balcony at a hotel in Bourgas, behind the back room of this level, which could not even imagine sitting in his apartment. On television, play music and flash videos, which you did not never heard of. Under the balcony, about ten meters, lapping sea, small waves with a periodicity of pure fighting ashore. The hotel and its staff are always happy to you, smiling, joking – all while still only person to feel comfortable! Even the maids, cleaning room, noticing that you come early, quickly collect all and leave the room. Taking a car, two hours to cross easily Sunny Beach, Burgas and Varna in the fall.

The road in the mountains runs, but the mountains and its picturesque and draw a zig-zag route. The impression is that there is no direct kilometer road connecting these towns. Ten days of the tour was over, and you fly back. Behind the back left Hundreds of pleasant memories, and thousands of emotions – all this was different, not like pathetic sketches of our consciousness to travel. Perhaps in this lies the interest of life? ..