Grand Hotel Sofia
Travel Blogs from Sofia
The sky had some heavy overcast early in the day, so we hurried to grab lunch at a Bulgarian Restaurant. By the time we got back, it began to trickle a bit.
We planned to catch the shuttle bus at the Best Western Hotel (Even though we weren't guests) to go to the airport. When it began to rain, I thought that we could wait it out for a few hours because the storm yesterday died out after a while. Unfortunately, ...
... to admit that my geography of this part of the world borders on non-existent but I suspect I would number among the few people in the world who did not realise they were in a particular country until they left it. Which is what my visit to Croatia was.
Yes, people, Croatia sits between Slovenia and Serbia and if you would think that when the train got to Zagreb which I KNOW is in Croatia that I might have cottoned on, but no. It was only when the border guards turned ...
... The route to the venue took less than 15 minutes, so I was feeling good about my evening commute. I had intended to checked out the National Art Museum, but, since it was such a nice day, I just kept on walking. Sofia has a number of lovely small parks, and I eventually ending up on their "shopping street", Vitosha Blvd. It is a road completely closed to cars and open to pedestrians. I had planned to only walk a block or two. I walked the whole thing. ...
... scene, rife with many art galleries and performance opportunities. In addition, the street art was on many corners. There was an apparent "underground" artists scene as part of Sofia's normative cultural experience.
My final night in Sofia had a near run-in with the Bulgarian Mafia. Yes, the Bulgarian Mafia. Before telling you about the near Mafia experience, indulge me in describing the club. Many of Sofia clubs celebrate "chalga" - ...
... takes my passport, taps a long paragraph or two into her computer and eventually rings up my fare: 1350 dinars, and sorry, no they don't take euros. I have been trying to avoid converting currency for the one night here, but no choice now. She taps my passport and ticket, moves them aside on her side of the glass and indicates vaguely toward town and I strike off in search of an ATM. Up one ATM-free street and down, I finally change my sole ...
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