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Right after breakfast we were taken to the garage where some mechanics had a look on our caravan, although it was
their leisure time. They even called a guy who tried to translate. They assumed that we just hadn't used enough
motor oil - which was possible, because we had to refill oil all the time. The only strange thing was that we
refilled some oil yesterday. But as nobody of us knew anything about cars we just hoped that they were right and
continued our trip. At first the strange noise of the engine seemed gone but after a few kilometers it came back
and at the same point where we yesterday stopped we decided to return to Razgrad.
Not knowing what's the reason for this noises we drove slowly to the garage where they told us that we will have to
wait until Tuesday. Then they would bring us to the experts of Opel at Ruse. So for the moment we were stranded in Razgrad. Again the peope were very helpful, they brought us to the cheap and cosy guesthouse Kalina and after a nice walk through the city center we went for dinner with Zafo (who was the translator at the garage) and his wife Yuliyana to the restaurent where they were celebrated their marriage some years ago. Both were lovely and we chatted a lot about Bulgaria, Austria and our lives, which was very interesting. And they also explained us local food - the chicken hearts (Пилешки сърца) for example were very delicious, also the cold cucumber soup called Tarator. Then they persuaded us to go to a - or better: the club of Razgrad, which was surprisingly modern and urban and would have fit into any big city. The only difference was the music, which sounded more balkanlike, and that was very nice. So, it got very late and the vodka gave us the rest ...
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