Hey dear reader
it's been a long time! But it was long overdue and now I am finally back: here I am sitting at the table in the Happy House, sipping coffee and eating some fresh melon, raspberries and blackcurrent. Only arrived yesterday and already had such a wonderful time.
In the plane I was sitting next to a Bulgarian named Ahmed, whom I had a nice chat with. He informed me about his house near Burgas, his friend from Kortrijk, his experiences as a teacher, then politician and mayor and eventually a busdriver, and gave me this very clear advice: don't hesitate to invest in Bulgarian property!
The taxiride turned out interesting enough aswell: the driver who spoke perfect English and Portuguese and had lived in South Africa and Namibia, also gave me some advice on Bulgarian property. Apparently there's a region near the Greek border that has a very nice climate, with reasonably soft winters... I like that thought, so it might be worth checking out. I have his card and wrote down the name of the region which I can't think of right now. My memory is worth crap with Bulgarian names!
Then I arrived at the Happy House and received a very warm welcome of Leonid. He and some friends are working on the kindergarten, refreshing the furniture and painting the walls. We smoked and did some catching up, and we agreed on going to the demonstration in town tonight: ever since the elections many young people demonstrate in the Sofia streets to protest against the corrupted government. So this might be very interesting. It's a peaceful protest, Leonid said, it's just the police that aren't peaceful ;-) But don't worry guys, i'll stay out of trouble.
Whenever I try to help everyone is telling me not to, trying to make me feel as comfy as possible, treating me like a guest. But Tsvety said it was just for the weekend :-), from Monday on i'm like everybody else, and I think I prefer it like this!
Early in the afternoon Tsvety came home and it was sooooooo good to see her!!!!! I love that womans energy and I spent the rest of the day with her and little Misho. She's going to a conference in Germany for a couple of days so we brought Watcho (superdog Golden retriever, cute, smart, playful, the kind of dog even a dog hater would instantly fall in love with) to Tsvety's aunt in the countryside near Romche, a town I visited last time I was in Sofia. Aunt Penka is a former professorka who has lived in Africa and speaks French. She looks like a wrinkly old fruit but she still has the bravoure and charisma of the young sassy woman she probably once was, smoking like Brigitte Bardot, shaking her dyed blonde hair like a model. She can read the coffeecups but unfortunately there was no time for it yesterday, or maybe she felt uninspired, that's also possible. Either way I will have to go back for a reading at some point.
On that note, Tsvety already suggested me going to see a clairvoyant who channels... I'm curious and hoping to be able to make an appointment. Ayahuasca might also be an option, but have to look into that.
We spent the night at aunt Penka's. Penka and Baba were in the one bedroom and Tsvety, Misho and me in the other, sharing a bed. Tsvety opened the window and we could hear a frog concert from the little river that is running through the village. It was more comfy than I suspected, and it was heartwarming how Misho cuddled and put his head and little arms on me in his half-sleep. It's great to not be a stranger anymore and to be coming home rather than being a strange guest.
We took a train back to Sofia early this morning and talked talked talked, so many things to catch up on! Just great to see Tsvety again and feel how we connect the way we did before.
Today I will try to see some old friends at the Art Hostel. And I need that haircut and a new guitar, but since it is Sunday today I will have to wait till tomorrow.
Stay tuned for more news!!
Godspeed
Tinie
it's been a long time! But it was long overdue and now I am finally back: here I am sitting at the table in the Happy House, sipping coffee and eating some fresh melon, raspberries and blackcurrent. Only arrived yesterday and already had such a wonderful time.
In the plane I was sitting next to a Bulgarian named Ahmed, whom I had a nice chat with. He informed me about his house near Burgas, his friend from Kortrijk, his experiences as a teacher, then politician and mayor and eventually a busdriver, and gave me this very clear advice: don't hesitate to invest in Bulgarian property!
The taxiride turned out interesting enough aswell: the driver who spoke perfect English and Portuguese and had lived in South Africa and Namibia, also gave me some advice on Bulgarian property. Apparently there's a region near the Greek border that has a very nice climate, with reasonably soft winters... I like that thought, so it might be worth checking out. I have his card and wrote down the name of the region which I can't think of right now. My memory is worth crap with Bulgarian names!
Then I arrived at the Happy House and received a very warm welcome of Leonid. He and some friends are working on the kindergarten, refreshing the furniture and painting the walls. We smoked and did some catching up, and we agreed on going to the demonstration in town tonight: ever since the elections many young people demonstrate in the Sofia streets to protest against the corrupted government. So this might be very interesting. It's a peaceful protest, Leonid said, it's just the police that aren't peaceful ;-) But don't worry guys, i'll stay out of trouble.
Whenever I try to help everyone is telling me not to, trying to make me feel as comfy as possible, treating me like a guest. But Tsvety said it was just for the weekend :-), from Monday on i'm like everybody else, and I think I prefer it like this!
Early in the afternoon Tsvety came home and it was sooooooo good to see her!!!!! I love that womans energy and I spent the rest of the day with her and little Misho. She's going to a conference in Germany for a couple of days so we brought Watcho (superdog Golden retriever, cute, smart, playful, the kind of dog even a dog hater would instantly fall in love with) to Tsvety's aunt in the countryside near Romche, a town I visited last time I was in Sofia. Aunt Penka is a former professorka who has lived in Africa and speaks French. She looks like a wrinkly old fruit but she still has the bravoure and charisma of the young sassy woman she probably once was, smoking like Brigitte Bardot, shaking her dyed blonde hair like a model. She can read the coffeecups but unfortunately there was no time for it yesterday, or maybe she felt uninspired, that's also possible. Either way I will have to go back for a reading at some point.
On that note, Tsvety already suggested me going to see a clairvoyant who channels... I'm curious and hoping to be able to make an appointment. Ayahuasca might also be an option, but have to look into that.
We spent the night at aunt Penka's. Penka and Baba were in the one bedroom and Tsvety, Misho and me in the other, sharing a bed. Tsvety opened the window and we could hear a frog concert from the little river that is running through the village. It was more comfy than I suspected, and it was heartwarming how Misho cuddled and put his head and little arms on me in his half-sleep. It's great to not be a stranger anymore and to be coming home rather than being a strange guest.
We took a train back to Sofia early this morning and talked talked talked, so many things to catch up on! Just great to see Tsvety again and feel how we connect the way we did before.
Today I will try to see some old friends at the Art Hostel. And I need that haircut and a new guitar, but since it is Sunday today I will have to wait till tomorrow.
Stay tuned for more news!!
Godspeed
Tinie
