The wheels on the bus go round and round

It seems so funny, every time I get on the bus here I always think back on all our infamous bus rides, criss-crossing the country, and the sweet fellowship that was shared, let alone the drinks of the Holy Ghost! So now I’m on the bus again - on my way to Varna to meet with Pastors Mitko and Albena of Dobritch. Peter and Melda; the Gypsy Pastor in Varna, had told them about some very poor Gypsies living next to their neighborhood in the trees like the ones in Romania. So we are going to see if we can find them. I’ll let you know.

It’s very strange riding the bus here. I get a little freaked sometimes, because I’m taking this 5 hour bus ride and I can’t tell when they stop if it’s ok to get off and take a toilet break or not. LOL I know some where along the way, we will have a break, but when and where who knows, I sure don’t. HAHA! Let alone knowing when I get to Varna since I can’t read the signs either. So ok it’s an adventure, want to join me? I really am loving this, the challenges are just part of the way.