Did you mean no, or no, it was yes?
Trip Start Aug 28, 2006
75Trip End Aug 31, 2007
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We ended up in kind of a flop house in sofia the first night, but found a really cute little restaurant by chance and one of the first of many shopska salads (cucs, tomatoes, and shredded white cheese) We zoomed out the next day to a great place that I can't spell right now, Koprishitistva,. A beautiful village full of old historic houses. We strolled, ate shopska salads at smoky restaurants (everybody here smokes except small children) and had a really cute blue room
We decided to check out the Black Sea coast, headed out to Burgas on the train and then a bus up to Nessabar. We felt like we were in some kind of warped version of the Jersey shore meets florida meets disneyland. So touristy, nasty t-shirt shops and all. It was much better at night when everybody closed up shop and we could see the old town without the mess of stuff and people. We stayed in a great place, hotel Tony, with a great view and good breakfast. We spent a day over at sunny beach, which is so built up, rows and rows of umbrellas in the sand. So we paid our chair fee and just relaxed with our books. Did I mention that a majority of the women look like whores here? I mean, when they get dressed for the day it looks like they are going to some cocktail bar at midnight. It just made us laugh. The Gap wouldn't make any money here. oh, and shoes must match the shirt. and that wierd maroon hair in Spain, it's all over the place here
The whole head shaking thing is so hard to get used to. WHy do they do it? You ask if there is a room and they shake their head. First you feel disappointment, then you think, wait, maybe that means yes, so you ask again, you get another shake with a little indian wobble, is it Yes? It is soo hard to know! By the third shake you feel dumb and realize they have been saying yes all along.
It's not good to generalize about body types, but even in croatia we noticed two kinds of guys, the thick medium sized (usually with no shirt) and the tall and lanky. Here in Bulgaria it is the wrestler body, they are everywhere, no wonder they win in the olympics all the time.
Am I being too mean? REally, everyone was good to us (except I am irritated with the post office)
Our next stop was Veliko Tarnavo which became sort of an ordeal. super hot bus, we thought the air conditioner was broken, but the driver just had it off...torture!!! The town has a big castle that has a big light show at night. We did our wander, searched for shopska salad and just hung out in the room. We got a taxi driver, (dobre, somehow scheming to leave bulgaria), to take us to some nearby villages for the day, Arbanassi and Tryvana. did some more shopping and ate more shopska salad (we just love it so much!)
Back to Sofia on the train, ssooooo hot again, the weather totally changed and nobody seems to like to open the windows. We took in the downtown of sofia, met some nice iranians (just moved to bulgaria) who have a shwarma shop.
Poor little Kimby had to leave so early to get her plane, and I headed off to the north to cross the border into Romania. I had so much fun travelling with her... I will miss her alot!