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The technicians arrived, and went to work,....and sure enough, about 40 minutes later,....the door opened,...and I literally JUMPED out! I was sweaty, and a little shaky,.....but I was out of that minuscule little cube,....and that was all I cared about.
Finally,.....I went to bed,....more than READY to bring this hellacious night to a close.
Tomorrow I will fly back to Rome, to meet Dennis, and begin the last phase of my trip.
... night (and on a SCHOOL night at that)! I wanted to join right in! It seriously was such a shock to see how young everyone was! I wanted to go into teacher mode, "Do your parents know where you are?!?" But that's just how Europe treats young adults- as young ADULTS. How different is that from America where elementary students have cell phones just to check in with mommy or daddy!?! Live and let live. Worry less! ...
... couple of hours. The glitch was rectified and I celebrated with a plate of goulash. I don't think that's a sentence you'll hear too many times in your life.
While being left behind in Venice meant I got extra time in the sun, the train delay in Slovenia led to five cold and slovenly hours in a train arcade drinking tea and trying to choke down a dodgy hamburger. I made friends with two lovely old women who, without a common language, indulged in ...
... down Tsar Osvoboditel Boulevard and walked by the Russian church and eventually ended at Alexander Nevsky Church. From there, it was time to find some food. As usual, I had researched the local cuisine, though I had remembered my final meals in Bulgaria quite vividly from last time. I had also researched some highly rated restaurants that served Bulgarian cuisine. I set out to find KEBA (or, KEVA). It's a bit off the main drag, and actually on route to ...
... from Serbia to Bulgaria, the bus was at a gas station for a brief rest stop and I was excited for the opportunity to pose for pictures with the Bulgarian border police and their HUM-V border jeep:
"May I get a picture with you?" I asked the border police.
The patrol grinned at me, clearly amused at such a request. "Nay" he said while NODDING his head.
"Really?!" I was excited that he was honoring my odd request. I grabbed my camera ...