People say the spring is not the time to visit the Black Sea. Too quiet. Too cold. Not enough action.
I say they’re crazy.
On a recent trip to Bulgaria’s coast, I was blown away by the natural beauty. The beaches are pristine, the towns placid and laid back.
We found workers still painting signs and fishermen readying their boats for the busy season. They seemed surprised to see tourists on their streets.
Too soon, their posture said, come back in a month or two!
Then they returned to their work, and we resumed our wandering.
Many of the hotels and restaurants were still closed for the season. In Nesebar we had to search for a cafe. But everyone pointed us to Zornitza Restaurant.
We weren’t disappointed.
Perched high atop a cliff, with a stiff wind blowing against the windows, we ate pizza and ice cream. This, I decided, is what it must feel like to be a seagull. Except cozier.