Perlovska Reka

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  • Day22

    Zwischenstopp in Sofia

    July 22, 2019 in Bulgaria ⋅ ⛅ 29 °C

    Wir sind tatsächlich zu zweit im Abteil geblieben, was sehr angenehm und die Luft auch deutlich besser war! Als wir an der türkischen Grenze geweckt wurden, dachten wir uns, machen wir uns ganz schnell fertig und sprinten zu dem Gebäude, wo die Pässe kontrolliert werden, um die Wartezeit draußen im Dunkeln zu vermeiden. Hat dann auch super geklappt, wir waren sogar vor dem Grenzbeamten da und als erste wieder im Zug! In Bulgarien wurden wir dann nochmal geweckt und die Pässe eingesammelt. Diesmal kam auch ein Zollbeamter mit Taschenlampe, der aber nur gefragt hat: "Cigarettes?". Als die Pässe wieder ausgeteilt wurden hieß es nochmal: "Passports", worauf ich ziemlich erschrocken bin, da ich völlig verwirrt unter meinem Kopfkissen keinen Reisepass mehr gefunden habe...
    Den Rest der Nacht konnte ich wirklich gut schlafen und nach der guten Stunde Verspätung in unserer Lieblingsstadt Sofia angekommen, sind wir dann den bekannten Weg zum Hostel gelaufen. Dort mussten wir noch eine Weile auf unsere Zimmer warten, aber alles hat sich irgendwie ziemlich heimisch angefühlt... Dann haben wir erstmal Proviant für morgen gekocht und wollten in ein Museum, bis wir bemerkt haben, dass Museen montags geschlossen haben. Alle außer die sogenannte Red Flat, wo wir dann auch Geld investiert haben. Das "Museum" besteht aus einer erhaltenen Wohnung von 1984 und soll den Alltag im kommunistischen (?!) Bulgarien zeigen. Das Tolle war, dass man alles öffnen und ausprobieren durfte! Dabei haben wir ein paar sehr lustige Bücher gefunden: eins mit dem Titel "Reiseziele in der DDR" und eins zum Thema Freundschaft zwischen der DDR und Kuba, die beide voll mit Propaganda waren :). Das Highlight waren dann die alten Klamotten, die man noch anprobieren durfte...
    Danach wollten wir noch am Bahnhof den letzten Zug für morgen reservieren, aber leider hieß es zum ersten Mal: "not possible". Also sind wir zum Hostel zurück und haben außer packen und etwas spielen nicht mehr viel gemacht, da wir morgen schon um 7.25h mit dem Zug weiterfahren...
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  • Day6


    August 27, 2019 in Bulgaria ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    Schlemmen in Sofia und ein bisschen sightseeing.

  • Day1


    July 6, 2017 in Bulgaria ⋅ 🌙 22 °C

    I woke up from the soft bump when the air craft hit the ground, and outside the window different kinds of pink painted the sky behind the mountains surrounding Sofia.
    Stefan met us at the airport and walked us to the hostel, and a bunch of hippies taught us the most impotant stuff for surviving the city: How to get breakfast and where the pub crawl would start. A late beer in the park and then an early sleep. Summer nights without a jacket, finding our way through a new city using a strange alphabet that promises you to get lost. We had definitely left Denmark!Read more

  • Day2

    City tour

    July 7, 2017 in Bulgaria ⋅ ☀️ 27 °C

    Acting all touristy we learned a lot about this city listening to the best guide ever! The most beautifull story was about how the government saved the life of every jew during World War II from keeping them busy working all the time. We met Stefan again for dinner, and at night we just catched the last band at the jazz festival. Park and beer and music and comfy temperatures after sunset. What more to wish for?Read more

  • Day30


    May 3, 2017 in Bulgaria ⋅ ⛅ 22 °C

    It's 1:30am and Will just asked me if I have ever had a grape...
    Correction, grapefruit.
    It's now 2am and he has discovered His pillow is a triangle.
    And he calls me the retard?

    We slept in until the beautiful hour of 12:30. I had my shower and then started the washing.
    I did 4 loads with the scrubba until we ran out of hanging space because I think I must have left the clothes Line in Skopje but we can always get another one or some rope.
    Shockingly, Will hasn't done any washing. I've told him he is to to all of it next time which he has agreed to.
    Sachin and Day care messaged us to say their postcards had arrived. Yay. Sachin put his on the fridge :) it's a picture of some Greek erotica hahahah. Apparently it has prompted some conversations with his housemates lol.
    I'm getting better at this washing business, I've still got to work on my wringing out skills though.
    It's 2 o'clock and we're both hungry so we chucked on some shorts and thongs and went to find some lunch. People stared at us but I'm getting use to it now. It's still nothing like the attention being white in Kenya brought me.
    We went to club 35. Gosh Europe have the best drink menus! It's such a stressful process. I can't decided I have over 40 cheap mocktail options!
    We both got cheese burgers and they were delicious!! But so messy we had food all over our faces. On the walk back we got drinks - we need to go to the supermarket later to get toilet paper. As if one roll of 0.5 paper was going to suffice.

    Will is downloading movies while I do my paper journal which I've been stapling tickets into and doing research.
    We've booked our accommodation for 2 more nights here so that I'll be able to Skype Mum and Dad on Saturday and hopefully we can do a proper tour of something cool. There is a monastery and mountains that look good.
    I need the computer not just my phone to look properly.
    We have decided instead of doing the night tour tonight we are having a movie day and will do the tour tomorrow morning which means we can spent more time in the city before dark.
    We watched "the late bloomer" which i quite liked actually.
    Had some funny bits and the "complication" that every movie has, wasn't too stressful for me hahaha
    I did 2 more loads of washing then we went out to get dinner. We decided on Indian. On our walk we came across a man losing his shit at a group of people - he had stopped his car in the middle of the street and had 15 odd cars behind him. They were so patient, he only got honked twice but was yelling for a good few minutes. He then drove away.
    The nightlife is quite strong here. There's lots of bars packed and nargile is big. Every club has it. Smells delicious as we walked past.
    They need better street lights it's so dark. And not a single street has a sign.
    Made it to Indian and my oh my the butter chicken was goooood. Still not as good as the stuff I had in London before/after seeing the mousetrap.
    Walked home and crawled into bed. Turbo wasn't showing up on our hard drive so we watched the count of monte cristo which was great!!
    It's way past bedtime and we have to be in the city by 11 which isn't that early only we need to figure out the bus system too!
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