In Bulgaria.........I say a little prayer of thanks.
Them Bulgarian taxi & bus drivers dont know the meaning of keeping to your own side of the road, and I sometimes wonder how we got to the resort alive!!!!
I'm afraid to say that my hubby always heads for the toilet first - always needs a good long sit down after the journey.!
Me? I dump bags, grab a beer and head onto our apartment balcony to survey the scene before the cries of ' I'm hungry - what's for tea' from within the apartment. Then its off to find the inevitable feast!!