sofia, pt 2

back in the capital, i stopped by the lidl again and took a couple hours of rest eating and sleeping. while making dinner, i talked to florida man garret, who i had met earlier and he decided to join me for tonight's rave.

we headed out together (he was in the most business casual outfit ever, but i mean whatever you're comfortable in) and somehow made contact with a bunch of bulgarians in front of the club who all started to speak broken german upon noticing that i was from there. very common reaction in the balkans and you'd be surprised by the amount of "gutte tag" and "eins swei drei" i have to endure every day.

after grabbing some drinks (finally got to try somersby blueberry) with a couple of the guys, we went inside as soon as the beat went from trap to more four-to-the-floor. the venue was a nice little dark basement club behind a record shop with really great music and crowd energy. met some great dancers.

before i knew it, it was 7 am. i went back to the hostel, threw a pizza in the oven and went to bed. the next week i stayed put spending my days more or less in bed recovering from a cold i had caught at some point. on monday i got my hair cut (mullet-ish, i think i like it) and on tuesday, i was feeling pretty good and joined a group of travelers from the uk, greece, chile, italy and germany for a drink and a night out.

one of them mentioned she had a car and was going to see the buzludzha monument the next morning and if anybody wanted to give her some company, so i was more than happy to join. after finally finding use for my month-old weed with lilia, valentina, margherita and gabe, i managed to squeeze in 5 hours of sleep and set off in the morning.

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