Yesterday we went on a two hour boat trip to another seaside town, we played cards, drank beer in the sunshine and ate some good Bulgarian food. Later on we introduced Bulgarians and Americans to the ancient art of enjoying a children’s party. We played musical Statues, musical bumps and fruit salad, we ate dolly mixtures. Hmmm. Mission eh, it’s not so bad after all.
That’s the sublime stuff, the rest is harder, focus through tiredness and continuing to try and bridge the cultural divide is less easy to produce. In short, life remains the same whether you are one side of Europe or the other. It’s as difficult and as wonderful as ever. It is good to escape everything though, being with one group of people for 2 weeks is remarkably freeing. Somewhat more disconcerting is my overwhelming need to speak very slowly, point, make extravagant hand gestures and completely fail to construct sentences. Still on a positive note, I learnt what an antonym is today. The Bulgarians are teaching us lots of English.