Rezovo - the End of the World

Have you been to the End of the World?

No, I don't mean Finisterre, where personally I have been twice.

I speak about "the end of Bulgaria".

And yes, I know that expression is misleading. But that's exactly how it feels. It feels like you're at the end of the world. Both geographically and in any sense. When you come here, you feel like someone has ended the world. And you are the only survivor in this particular corner here:

the mouth of the Rezovo River, flowing into the Black Sea, where Bulgaria borders Turkey.

(Oh no, don't take pictures of the Turkish land across the river, my boyfriend had warned me. Mostly because he knows how much I love this type of ban. Especially when it comes to photography.) 🤭

The beach of Rezovo, the last Bulgarian beach on the Black Sea coast, can fool you with its coziness and its request for hospitality.

We saw pleasant tables and a restaurant here. Which was not actually open.

And this sight reinforced the feeling of abandonment and 'end of the world'. In every sense.

Then the Rezovo River and the fishing village along...

(I happened to photograph the flight of an unknown bird flying freely over the river. And it was the first living thing we saw in this 'cut off from civilization' place.)

Every fishing village is poor, you know that. But this here is different. Poor as it should be...

but it is a fishing village on the border of a country. And more or less it is a symbolic and significant place. The border of any country is a symbolic and very important place, isn't it? Because by crossing it, one enters it for the first time. And entering this country in question, what does he first see of it?

(This appears to be a lamp put up in memory of some fisherman by his comrades. This kind of memorial impressed me a lot.)

(Not only is it a poor village, but it is situated in such an inconvenient way on the impenetrable steep bank of the river.)

(Next details on the banks.)

And people.

We finally saw people here, in this ghostly corner of the world.

And I think that was a moment where I was really glad to see people, because they kind of took the edge off the end-of-the-world feeling.

I read somewhere that it is a wonderful place to swim here.

But somehow I can't imagine swimming right here - under two (inhospitable) flags. If I'm not allowed to take pictures, how will swimming be accepted then?

Still, the locals seem to have tried as much as possible (of course, not much can be expected anyway) to spruce up the place and make it more or less hospitable to visitors.

Bringing together and highlighting all its important points and places, and its great importance to the country.

Here is also "the most south-eastern point of EU in continental Europe", yeeeee 🥳
(right across the Turkish flag)

Now we finally leave (with mixed feelings).

(This Chateau caravan was parked next to the car park - and it too looked habitable but abandoned at the same time.)

The place cannot shake off the basic feeling it conveys to visitors, despite the people we were able to see there. Oh yes, and the bird.

I was expecting someone to come out of this caravan at any moment, but it didn't happen. And no one went out of the restaurant too.

I don't know how things are here in the peak tourist season. Maybe it's different. Maybe it's full of people, loud and fun. Or not.

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	Soul's Detour is a project started by me years ago when I had a blog about historical and not so popular tourist destinations in Eastern Belgium, West Germany and Luxembourg. Nowadays, this blog no longer exists, but I'm still here - passionate about architecture, art and mysteries and eager to share my discoveries and point of view with you.