Trojan Pass

Trojan Pass

Trojan Pass

After hours of winding our way up to the top of the Trojan pass (pronounced Troyan, btw) we found a small café where we stopped for strong coffee and to rest my numb bum from the relentless driving. All of the mountains in Bulgaria seem to be like this, swathed in mile after mile of green forest.

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