Maxim Boutique Hotel
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- Continental Breakfast
- Shuttle bus service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
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... and not skateboards made it seem innocent and sweet. On the other side of the park was the start/finish of the "1st Sofia Marathon."
I walked back along the top edge of the park and stopped in at the Memorial Tomb of Alexander I of Battenberg, modern Bulgaria's first head of state (late 1800s). Small but nicely restored, I saw people come to lay flowers and wreaths. I think today is some sort of national holiday, so that may be why.
I walked to where I could ...
... it yesterday in Istanbul but could only find Turkish-dubbed versions. It was a good way to stay awake so my sleep patterns don't become whacked, though anyone who knows how much a fan I am of the franchise will understand that I was crying at the end. That was hard to hide walking through a Bulgarian [finally got it right] mall.
Sleep beckons. Glorious, glorious sleep. I'm going to get my sightseeing mojo back and embrace this city tomorrow.
One "danger" of spending one's time sweeping the streets of Sofia is over-caffeination. It's really not that hard to do. You meet up with a friend. You sit at a cafe to catch up. It's too early for alcohol, so you order a coffee. You run a few errands. You sit at a cafe to rest up. It's probably still too early for a beer, so you order another coffee. Before you know it, it's like midnight, and you're wide awake, and decide to count how ...
... taste of alcohol) that feels almost as though it could be a meal replacement.
Because it wouldn't be a Jaclyn & Brian trip without nearly missing a flight, we made it to the airport with minutes to spare before heading back to Vienna. While we hope to return to Bulgaria someday (having not had the time to venture out into the smaller villages), we probably won't be doing any more back-to-back weekend trips for the duration of our time in Europe. It was a bit ...
... no frills station after a restless sleep on the train, not because I couldn’t sleep, but because I was never given the chance to relax. Here’s why: board train at 11:10pm, find two seats that I could sprawl out on. Wait for ticket inspector, show ticket. Fine. Use dodgy toilets, giggle. Sprawl out on seats, sleep. Police wake me up at 1:15am to check passport. I see them walk off the train with mine. 10 minutes later, they are ...