Failed trip to the mountains turns in 880 km trip to the seaside

I originally left for the Breaza bikers fest and intended to make a longer trip to the mountains before getting back home the same day. But somehow I ended up at the seaside and made it into a 880 km trip, going to the Marine day festival then partying in Costinesti – tons of babes there!

Breaza bikers fest is in an excellent location – on top of a hill, no housing around or traffic so you could party the way you want. The view is… like from a postcard – you can see the town downhill while enjoying the absolute tranquility of the plains.

The party was looking something like this: barbeques, beers, old friend getting together.

So anyway, I was chatting with a guy and we decided to go a little further down the road. As we got back at the party, I’ve realized, hell, I should go at the seaside and party!

Got back home, put my swiming suit on, and 300km later I was in Mangalia ) First thing to do was to find a place to stay for the night, and I found the perfect location at Hellios Inn.

Later I went where the Marine day event was – lot’s of people there, music and stuff. But I decided I want something more hardcore – on the bike again, heading towards Costinesti. Now, Costinesti is most famous as being the best location for teens and young people to party – I think there are at least 10 discos on the beach. And what a crowd! Hitting against people on the street, but considering the number of hot babes all dressed up for party, hitting was good! I didn’t take pictures, but the simplest way to explain how crowded was is to say that it was almost like in an asian town by night (never been there, but  Discovery is a great channel

Next morning I woke up (hey no headache?):

I decided it’s time to hit the road back home, and took the empty roads on Negru Voda (I did this last year as well). It’s a deserted like area:

At this point I’ve became selfish and decided just to ride and I didn’t take anymore pictures. 280 km later I was home.

Once more, you always know in what direction you are leaving, but you’re never sure where that is going to get you.