Walking down the charming, old streets in the morning to reach the promenade, a bit breathless, and standing there anchored in front of the sea that has just appeared in front of your eyes… Ancient buildings and white, rocky pinnacles sticking out between them. Between them, streets and soakaways that creep towards the upper edge of the Balchik plateau… You climb the steep slope and, breathless, you stop to rest, You turn around and what do you see! Sea! An all-consuming sea with a horizon that reaches all the way to Emine. This is Balchik. Balchik – love at first sight.