Happy Grandma March
All covered in white and red, we welcomed March in the warmth of our apartment in the center of Sofia. Baba Marta (grandma March) comes around and is meant to symbolize the beginning of Spring and...
View ArticleMy Sofia, 16 years later
I left this country about 16 years ago, а young boney girl in search of something. It was about 8 years after communism fell and the future was still not bright. Not a glimmer of hope could be seen...
View ArticleLaziness equals jiggle and multiplying of the chin
Cough…cough…choke…isn’t there someone around to dust this place! “I will do all of these things when we stop traveling” said she and a few weeks later found herself in the same situation only with a...
View ArticleSo, you break into our apartment in Sofia..
Sick and tired of waiting for me to write about our resting spot in Sofia, longing for a post like the one I made about our Kyoto house, you take things in your own hands. You are swift, agile and...
View ArticleMatt Damon vs Snaps&Blabs or how we got more media coverage than him
“You have more pages than Matt Damon!” exclaimed Mr.Blab after flicking through the latest edition of Grazia magazine. There, tucked in the later part of the publication, are three pages devoted to...
View ArticleKoprivshtitsa – hard to pronounce, easy to take in
Early spring has awakened the vegetation in the folds of the Middle Mountain where Koprivshtitsa is tucked. A place that has a special place for Bulgarians. Walking into house after house of...
View ArticleKalofer snippet
Our home for a few days. I cannot stop looking at those blossoming trees everywhere. If you were wondering, most of them are plums. ©Snaps & Blabs, 2012. | Permalink | 2 comments | Add to...
View ArticleMeet the sixth member of our family
“Do you know how much we paid in that fancy restaurant in Amritsar?” calls Mr.Blab from the other room. “I dont know…$30?” I am not really interested in the answer, more so in where he is trying to...
View ArticleOrthodox Easter in the foothills of Old Mountain in Bulgaria
Quite unplanned we stopped in Kalofer, the birth place of one of Bulgaria’s national heroes – Hristo Botev. A poet, but more so a revolutionary, he features brightly in our history. And since this is...
View ArticlePizza in our frontier house in Sliven
“Livin’ in Slivin” was fun. The city will hardly make it to a tourist brochure handed to visitors to this country, but we are not one of those. We are special and we have connections. Life is...
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