So back in November or something, there were crazy cheap flight deals to Europe from Salt Lake. Lots of people jumped on those fares, and of course I had to as well. Since I'd been to most places that were on sale, I figured I should go back to the Balkans and fly into Sofia, Bulgaria. Anthony was on board for Sofia as his first European destination, and I've long said I need to date through four seasons and an international trip before agreeing to marry someone, so we booked flights. $440 round trip can't be passed up.
Many months passed until our trip, and Anthony and I were approaching our one-year anniversary. We'd been talking about getting married for awhile, and I figured that he'd propose on this trip. Long story short, he proposed a couple weeks before we took off, because he just couldn't wait to make it official any longer. We hadn't passed the trip test yet, but I was pretty sure we'd be fine, so of course I agreed to marry him (for good travel companionship and lots of other reasons). So yeah, that's happening in August! I can now happily report that we travel very well together. He's always up for adventure, he's a good driver, I'm a good navigator, and he still likes me even when I get bossy.
We left on a Tuesday evening, direct flight into Paris with a quick connection to Sofia. We arrived at the airport, got hosed by a cab driver as expected, and showed up in a neighborhood to meet our Airbnb host with the key. We stayed with Deyan, a dentist, for the first couple nights in Sofia. He showed us around the place and went back to work. We napped shortly and forced ourselves out the door to explore for the evening.
Lions are the symbol of Bulgaria, and even the name of their currency (lev) means lion.
We saw Texas graffiti everywhere. Anthony posed with many of them, since he served a mission in Texas.
We found some Bulgarian food for dinner, though Anthony was a bit disappointed that the place has TripAdvisor all over it. The food was good though.
Definitely staying at a bachelor apartment, complete with a futon and random artwork.
The next morning we ventured out for the free Sofia walking tour. Definitely recommended.
These are the Mineral Baths - Bulgarians are really into that.
It smelled like sulfur so I passed.
To the park, where we grabbed an ice cream snack.
These little things were all in the trees - called martenitsa. You give them to friends on March 1 and then when you see a blossoming tree, you tie it there. It's about good health and new life.
We met a nice US family living in Europe on a military assignment, and they took this lovely photo of us.
Some mosaic floors from a building I don't remember.
Then we ventured into the mosque.
We also tried the synagogue but it was closed that day.
This is Nedelya from the 19th century, build on top of an ancient site. It survived a bomb blash in 1925, which was an assassination attempt on one of the Tsars. He wasn't there, so it didn't work.
Anthony needed a nap. Poor thing.
The chess park. Everyone city has one, right?
We wandered into a random art exhibit. It was just okay.
Obituary notices everywhere. They also post the them 40 days after the death in remembrance, and on anniversaries, to remind everyone that the person used to exist.
Groceries on the way home. I had to get a few.
Friday we picked up our rental car for more adventures.
We left this monastery to head to another famous one, a couple hours away.
He insisted on the toilet selfie.
Rila Monastery is up in the mountains and was originally founded in the 10th century. Some things have been rebuilt over the years, so not all of it's old, but it's very beautiful. Very busy on this Good Friday as well.
We entered through this archway, and as I passed through and saw what's on the other side, I think I just said 'wow' and stood in awe for a few seconds.
It's just really pretty. I'm impressed that they paint every single inch.
Time to drive to Macedonia.
We drove through the border and hopped out at a little store to swap some money and grab a drink. I reached for the Cockta, which I'd had on my last Balkan jaunt. It's the Yugoslav version of Coke, but doesn't really taste much like it.