Turkey & Bulgaria

We had breakfast, went for a bit of a walk behind the house where we hadn't been before, came across a huge cargo truck manuevering in a back lane, how very strange, and went back to the house, where we finished packing up and Christina talked to Sika, the woman who looks after the house. For a while I waited in the hammock under the tree, reminding myself how lovely Arbanasi and our respite here has been.

Neile in the hammock.

 

Then Rossen (spelling again) picked us up, and we drove the long way to Sophia airport, where he turned us over to a friend and his minivan. Matt and his several boxes and suitcases were ferretted out of the airport, and we drove back to Blagoevgrad and unloaded. A quiet evening: Matt jetlagged and Christina suffering from a bout of food poisoning.