Growing up in the North of Romania, the sea was a place far away, about which I was reading only in books, imagining the blue horizon from the descriptions of the fairy tales about the travels over the seven seas. For my parents it was even more different, being involved 100% in the life they’ve created around them, based on the communist lessons and how the society was build up at their time.

After some weekend escapes in Romania, viewing the sunrise in the sea for the first time when I was 20, one of my sisters arranged a week in Bulgaria, in the small fishery village Sveti Vlas, right across Nesebar. I will never forget the enthusiasm of my parents, feeling the joy of a small kid, when they were 50. My mother amazed on the highway, watching constantly on the window, exclaiming “How big is the sea” – which in Romanian sounds funny, since we use “mare” for both sea and big.

The resort in Sveti Vlas was a new one, luxurious, with an interior pool, beautiful apartments and amazing view from the balcony. The eyes are laying over the rich harbor, filled with all kind of boats, one bigger than the other. The beach was clean, with delicate sand, umbrellas and spots to play different sports. There was plenty of space for everyone, even for the ladies with huge golden crosses on their chest. Near the resort a open theater is placed and nice shows are held there; we’ve watched once a dance show, performed by a group of teenagers, dressed with beautiful oriental dresses.

There are two ways to get from Sveti Vlas to Nesebar: by bus or by boat. There are many boat taxi’s awaiting for tourists for a short trip. As the boat is leaving, the new and colorful houses of Sveti Vlas are left behind, just to encounter in front with the old, historical place of Nesebar. And if you are lucky, as we were, you can observe dolphins, which are swimming in the area, sometimes really close to the boats. Nesebar reveals a little bit of the streets of Istanbul, now that I think about: the streets occupied by multiple stands, the diversity of colors in the jewellery, the hand made paintings of the town, the rumors from the corners, the waiters inviting you to eat or drink at their terrace.

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