At the moment I am living in Sliven, a few days ago my wife, (who knows that when I wear an extra pair of socks I get a nose bleed
) suggested that we take the chair lift up to the top of that bl**dy hill.......
Anyway 17:22 minutes later we arrived, at the top, only to be greeted by some, (I thought at the time) suicidal dude running full belt off the side of the 1955m high piece of granite that we stood on..
Woosh, I just hope that he knew who packed his canopy....
Anyway Sliven, put it on yer map and if nothing else we have the golf