Bulgaria - Skiing ☃
So we flew out of Gatwick and landed at Sofia Airport. Billy had booked transfers however they failed to turn up! So we spent over an hour waiting for the transfer in case there had been any traffic and tried at no avail to contact the company. So we had no choice but to pay for a taxi and claim the money back later. Outside the airport, there's loads of taxis. One of the men who said he was a taxi told us he could take us to our hotel so he pulled the car round and it was just a regular car with no Taxi advertisement on it but we were stupid and STILL got into the car. Now when I say that it was the most TERRIFYING experience of my life, I mean it. He didn't speak much English, we had no idea where we was going he was a terrible driver and he was soooo creepy. We eventually got to the hotel (thank the Lord) and he ripped us off. He told us a price in Bulgarian Lev before we got into the cab, but when we arrived he made us pay in GBP which worked out to be more than double what we had agreed. This left us with hardly any cash for the entire week. Luckily, Billy had paid for all-inclusive so we didn't starve.
After a rocky start to the holiday, we spent 2 days learning how to Ski with an instructor and was having an amazing time. The food in the hotel was diabolical and the people in the hotel were awful. They were really rude and so disgustingly greedy during mealtimes, but the time on the slopes was incredible...until I fell over WHILST STOOD STILL and hurt my foot. It was so bad that we had to get a snow ambulance (if you don't know what this is, it looks like a ski jetski with sirens) to pick me up on the slope and take me all the way back up the mountain to catch the lift back to the bottom. No idea why he didn't just take me to the bottom but hey ho. I was mortified but Billy thought it was hilarious.
So we ended up in the medical room. I had to get X-ray but taking the boot off was traumatic. I was in so much pain. The medical staff told me that it was just a sprain and to rest it. When they were finished, they put a disposable overshoe on my foot (in the freezing cold snow may I add) and watched me HOP out. They were not sympathetic or helpful in the slightest.
We spent the next day icing my foot in the hotel and sitting in the Jacuzzi. Poor Bill had spent god knows how much money on this holiday for the transfer not to turn up, the food to be terrible and for me to hurt myself. After a full day of rest, I decided to just get on with it and start skiing again. Although I was in pain, I still managed to enjoy the rest of the holiday.
Thankfully our return transfer arrived on our last day to take us back to the airport but we got stuck in traffic for 3 hours and almost missed our flight!
Six weeks after we got home, I was still in pain with my foot so Bill took me to the Hospital for another X-ray and we found out I had fractured my foot!! So not only did we have to pay for the medical treatment in Bulgaria, they gave us the wrong results!!! I was in a boot for 3 weeks.
But even after all of that bad luck, I would still go skiing again...just in a different country lol.
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