Night trains… To Brasov, To Beograd… Or not to

Jun 13th, 2009 David Berger 1 min read

Night trains aren’t sleeping night trains if they require more than three major changeovers, especially if those change overs require more than an hour’s wait at a station before the next train comes. Grumpy, sleep-deprived and sore I arrived in Brasov after a delay in Gorna, Ruse, and Bucharest (eww). Leaving Brasov to come to Belgrade was just as bad…no wait…it was worse, but I’ll…

Veliko Turnovo

Jun 13th, 2009 David Berger 1 min read

I arrived around 9pm (closer to ten) in Veliko Turnovo, a classical city etched into two steep cliffs surrounding a winding river valley. The city itself is built on either side of the river with three distinctive fortifications. I ended up having to take a taxi to find the hostel I was looking for (the first three cabbies had no idea where it was). 2…

Daniela and Shumen:

Jun 13th, 2009 David Berger 1 min read

After some frustration at the bus terminal, I was told to board a bus that had left 15 minutes prior. Then, when I asked about the next bus to leave, the information booth told me I should go to each office and ask each individual company what time their next bus was (most of which spoke no English). I found a bus headed 5Km outside…

Varna – Night trains and cute little Bulgarians!

Jun 13th, 2009 David Berger 1 min read

From Plovdiv I caught my bus and train connections toward Burgas and then Varna. At 2:14 am I was sleeping happily, stuffed under arm rests in my train car when my sleepy world was thrust into awareness. A young Bulgarian girl maybe 21 or 22, knocked and then opened my cabin door. Noting that the other side of the cabin was completely empty she motioned…

Catching Up. Plovdiv Bulgaria

Jun 13th, 2009 David Berger 2 min read

I believe the last time I left you, I was heading away from Cappadokia and into the wide world of Bulgaria. Having finished my Turkish Bath in Nevsehir, I headed north the next day after my tour on the night bus to Istanbul. Staying an hour and 15 minutes the next morning wandering around the Otogar (Turkish for Bus station) I caught a connection to…


Jun 12th, 2009 David Berger 1 min read

I am alive I promise. Been pushing hard and need to catch everyone up on Bosnia, Plovdiv – Darina, Varna- Flag hostel and da beach, Shumen – Daniela & husband private tour, Veliko Turnovo, Castles, rain, lightshows and explroing, Bucharesti – RUN!, Brasov – Chill and think of Vampires!, Timisoara – Yuuuugh, the Train ride of death – DOBOOGOGOGO!!!, and Belgrade – Party central. Waiting…

Nevasheir and a Turkish Bath

Jun 5th, 2009 David Berger 1 min read

Nevashir – the central city of the Cappadokia region was where I decided to have my Turkish Bath. 35 lira (18 dollars) offered me a 2 hour long experience of turkish culture and elegance. I entered the ottoman bath after a long day of hiking and sight seeing in cappadokia. I was greeted by a friendly attendant who directed me to a changing room and…

Photos –

Jun 5th, 2009 David Berger 1 min read

I wanted to sticky this post at the top of my page. To see my Photos just click the badge below this post. Then scroll down to David’s photo’s and click on albums. There you’ll find 150 albums stuffed to the brink with my Photos. David Nathaniel Berger | Crea il tuo badge

From Efes to Cappadokia!

Jun 5th, 2009 David Berger 3 min read

I boarded my bus to Cappadokia much to the displeasure of my guide – frustrated that I wouldn’t stay the night in Selcuk and take his tour to Panakkale (hot springs with extensive calcium pools) and then stay the night there and take another bus to Cappadokia. I’d decided that I would do the nightbus directly to Cappadokia, as it is a 100% unique experience….

Istanbul To Selcuk – Visiting Ephasus (Efes)

Jun 5th, 2009 David Berger 3 min read

Boarding my night bus, munching away on my stuffed mussels I found my seat next to the window and settled in. Wedging my backpack against the cool glass, adjusting the vents to make sure I’d get some fresh air during the trip and sliding my feet up to my shins under the seat in front of me. Then I grabbed my long sleeved shirt and…