From Truckanan to Nossn!

Hello!

Unfortunately, nothing came of the Ummaschinakln in the Danube Delta, because four other passengers, like the plague rats, abandoned the sinking ship and the unworthy traveler remained high and dry and had to explore the sights of the day on his own.

Very unfortunate, but Romania is definitely worth another trip, because, as mentioned several times before, the roads are in the best condition and there are still many curves and passes where the noble steed can graze.

Driving along the sea was not a good idea, as there was a mega traffic jam in Constanta, so we took a detour inland, because standing around in the area with the damn helmet on the deformed head at 37 degrees sharpens the unworthy traveler as effectively as eating oysters.

You already know, my beloved and highly esteemed reading treasures...

We passed through a couple of smaller (probably extremely poor) villages, and every child present greeted us vigorously, waving, with a big grin on their face, and many of them probably demanded more speed!

The unworthy traveler also had luck with the chosen route, because somewhere on the 391A, he passed through a beautiful area with bizarre rock formations.

Anyway, now we're back by the sparkling blue sea and can finally deliver the finest eye candies to the beloved readers, without their mouths drying up and dust coming out of their ears, as if a fictitious herd of startled gnus were stirring up the dried-up (very, very small) brain Serengeti of the raging Ungustl.

The Romanian heat is now behind BOSAMO, now he can sizzle in Bulgaria!

P.s.: Waving around with a wide grin about my mistakes?

I'm putting on my unpleasant smelling, sweaty and salty helmet and let you be roasted nicely in the heat.