I stopped not long after at a Guestinitza. I really wanted to camp as the weather was mild, but all the fields were waterlogged. I would have bust out the hammock, but getting the bike to the trees would have been a mammoth effort through the mud. The guestinitza was full, so I tried the one next door. It clearly wasn’t finished, but as I was about to turn around a guy came out.
The usual questions ensured, where are you from? Where are you going? Etc. It turns out the guy was from Armenia and very interested in my trip. I was invited in for tea and biscuits with his room mate, also from Armenia. Gor and Tigran have been working off the roads for two months, they’re lorry drivers. They made sure I had plenty of tea and biscuits!
After a while I decided to push on, but not before they introduced their friend Ulubeg, from Uzbekistan. We had a good chat about cars and roadworks before I could get away. They also gave me two huge packets of biscuits to take with me. Thanks guys!