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E8 European long-distance path.
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Destiny’s lessons in disguise
By Valeria Idakieva
[Sequel to “Days 12 & 13,” published on December 24, 2018.]
When I woke up on the morning of the 14th day of my trek along the E8 European long-distance path, I felt happy because I remembered going to bed the day before and praying to the God of the E8 path to remove the pain in my kidneys and let me complete the trek, and now I felt only a slight pain.
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On under clear, blue skies
By Valeria Idakieva
[Sequel to “Days 10 & 11,” published on July 30.]
The morning after another wonderful day in the Rhodope Mountains woke me up with a clear, blue sky and gentle, soft sunshine streaming through the window. I had the usual morning cup of coffee and hit the road, filling my head with pleasant memories and my lungs with fresh air. The mountain was revealing a softer beauty now – some houses of a nearby village perching on a hill, stacks of hay, rounded slopes, trees.
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Imagination and reality
By Valeria Idakieva
[Sequel to “Days 8 & 9,” published on July 3.]
After the lazy day I had spent in Pamporovo, the clear blue sky and the fresh air the next morning urged me to continue at full speed. The grass was glistening with the morning dew, the forest was awakening with the vibrant song of myriads of bugs and birds. Every single creature was worshiping life and giving its share to the harmony that reigned over the forest.
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Backwards to Pamporovo
By Valeria Idakieva
[Sequel to “Days 6 & 7,” published on April 7.]
I woke up early in the morning on the back seat of the jeep where I had spent the night and started getting ready quietly so as not to wake up the kind people who shared their food, good spirits, and time with me. Later, when they did wake up, we had some coffee and then it was time for me to continue through lush meadows and pine forests.
Under the scorching sun
By Valeria Idakieva
[Sequel to “Days 4 & 5,” published on March 2.]
When I got up early in the morning and started walking, the sun was still hiding behind the grand ridges surrounding the gorge of the river I was following, and the fresh, cool air was sharpening my senses.
Forest and Water
By Valeria Idakieva
[Sequel to “Days 2 & 3,” published on February 12.]
I woke up early in the morning to find out that the village was wrapped in thick, white fog, but I knew that when I went higher it would vanish. Climbing up the steep forest hill early in the morning was not to my liking, but I quickly reached the neighborhood where I had entered the village the previous day.
