Bulgaria house-cleaning to do. On the physical end of things: bought books, took notes, bothered locals and amassed a stack of unsorted stuff (should be a word for ____ that returns with you from a trip and is neither trash nor knickknack nor incorporate-able into life-before-trip).:
A small bottle of Rila Monastery holy water (1 lev.)
A severely bound book called The Bulgarians that introduces, among other gems, the theory that: Europe would be speaking Turkish had the Bulgarians not "barred their entry with their blood, faith and freedom."
Menus stolen from restaurants (research).
A box I found in the sweets section of the supermarket which R says is Turkish delight (Bulgarian delight that would be).
Postcards of icons and murals I couldn't photograph but will never send.
Tickets from museums in Cyrillic which I can't read but find pretty.
Business cards.
Can't do much about all of that but put in a box and label.
The other stuff - the notes and thoughts and quotes - will have to be interspersed throughout later posts.
Stay tuned Bulgaria-watchers, she has not yet sung.
C
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