There is a
really cute tradition in Bulgaria where on the 1st of March;
everyone gives all of his or her friends red and white bracelets. After this
point, whenever you see a budding plant or a stork, you tie one of your red and
white bracelets to the nearest tree (or the budding plant you saw). When I was
walking around the park on Monday it was one of the first really sunny days in
Sofia. There were red and white bracelets hanging everywhere.
When I got
into Sofia I met up with my couchsurfing host. Her name is Stef, she is in her 4th year of university. We became friends
really fast and she was one of the best couchsurfing hosts I have ever had. She
showed me all of Sofia on foot, which was beautiful. Sofia wasn’t affected too
much from WWII like other European countries; there are a lot of old style
historic buildings everywhere. There are a lot of really pretty Eastern
Orthodox churches, including the biggest church in all of Europe- The Alexander
Nevsky Cathedral.
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| Alexander Nevsky Cathedral |
and she is in her 4
There is
also the church of saint Nicholaus. In the basement there is a small shrine to
St. Nicholaus. People go in write a wish on a piece of paper, pray over the
grave, and insert their wish into a wishing box. It reminded me a lot of being
at a department store before Christmas and telling Santa what you wished for,
except for I only saw middle aged women at the St. Nicholaus’s church J.
| letter to St. Nick |
| Outside of the church |
Bulgaria has gone through different
shades of leadership. It was conquered by the Turkish Empire until the 19th
century and was then set free by Russia; Bulgaria was later under the rule of
the U.S.S.R. until 1989. A lot of the food and culture is kind of a mix of
Turkish, Greek, and Russian food. My host’s mom made us dinner, which was a
potato and beef casserole covered with a layer of cooked eggs called Baklah.
They told me that it was originally a Greek dish, but it has been around so
long that it is considered Bulgarian. It was Yummah.
It is interesting to me that in
different languages, the noises that animals make is different, even though we
are hearing the same noise. My host had two Siberian huskies and she kept
saying “Bow-wow” to them. In Bulgarian the “noise” that dogs makes is “Bow-ow”
instead of “Bark-Bark”. Interesting, right? Body language is also different.
Instead of nodding your head to mean yes, it means no. It threw me off for such
a long time until I finally asked someone if it was different. I was buying
food at a store and asked if I had the correct amount of money, she kept
shaking her head but saying yes. I was so confused.
Today I went to a little town about
2 hours away from Sofia called Plovdiv, which is the oldest continually
inhabited city in Europe, it is 8,000 years old. You can see different remnants of the
different ruling periods. There is a large Mosque in the middle of the old city;
there is also an old Roman Amphitheater. Anyways, at about 2 P.M. I decided I wanted to make sure that my train
was leaving at the time I thought it was. Surprisingly, the train I was taking
had been cancelled and I needed to catch it in order to catch my overnight
train back to Bucharest for my flight home. I decided I needed to go check the
bus station to see if I could get to Sofia in time to still catch my train.
Sadly no one I could find could speak English. I finally found one lady who
spoke English and told me a bus was leaving from Plovdiv in 10 minutes to Bucharest
and it was only 4 hours (the train takes about 10.5 hours from Sofia alone). I
really wanted to catch it. The clerk kept telling me it wasn’t going to work
out. And she kept walking away, not answering my questions, and blowing me off.
A flock of Bulgarian women became really worried for me because I seem
frustrated by this clerk. One by one, a new lady came up to me to try to figure
out what I needed and where I needed to go. Finally a lady came up who spoke
perfect English and she translated what the clerk was trying to say to me. It
turns out that it was too late to catch that bus, but I could take the bus to Sofia
in time and catch a shorter bus from Sofia to Bucharest. It was really sweet
that all these really sweet Bulgarian women who couldn’t speak English, were so
set on helping me. One of them even offered to drive me to another bus station
just in case I could get to Bucharest easier from there. In the end I took the
bus to Sofia with the woman who spoke perfect English and her mother. We had a
really good and long conversation and we really connected. It seems that every
time I get on public transportation I meet someone new and interesting and we
end up bonding and becoming potential pen pals. On the train from Sofia to
Plovdiv I met a cute teenage couple and we also had a really good conversation
about Bulgaria and their views. I like
this style of travel much more than just sleeping in a hotel every night or
sticking with other travelers at hostels, but to each his own J.
I am now back on my way to
Bucharest on an overnight bus, then I’ll spend my last day in Bucharest and my
flight back to Jerusalem on Tuesday. It’s been a good week J.



