An interrail adventure – blog 2_ sofia

When I spoke to you last, I was barrelling through the Bulgarian countryside, in a two-carriage train with some Estonian travellers – Interrailing doesn’t get much more European than that! Other than the lack of air conditioning and carriages, this train had something else to set it apart from your usual British train. Buy bulgarian food online This was that the windows opened down to halfway, as opposed to our usual small slit at the top of the frame. Bulgarian traditional food Consequently, anyone inside could stick their head (and most of their upper body) out of the train window when it was travelling along at high speeds, if they were so inclined.

Bulgarian street food I mean, who would do that? Well, me of course! On a hot summer’s day in a metal tube, it was the only real way we could catch a breeze – we just had to watch out for the trees hanging over the rails!

Arriving at Sofia with more than a few bugs in my eyes but a head fully intact, I parted ways with my Estonian train buddies and made my way to the hostel – I needed sleep after my 10 hour journey! Arriving at the hostel, I was immediately approached by a Bulgarian chap who beckoned me into another room, while repeating the words “booking, room, yes yes”. Bulgarian restaurants in usa I decided it was probably best to follow him. Bulgarian restaurant shanghai In the context of a hostel, these words made sense. Bulgarian restaurant penang Sitting down (after he pointed at a cushion and shouted “sit!”), he pulled out a phone and started speaking furiously into it, and then handed it to me. Bulgarian restaurant nyc On the other end was the hostel owner, who informed me my original 12 bed dorm had been overbooked, so I was switched to a 3 bed room – result! As soon as my head hit that pillow, I was out for the night. Bulgarian restaurant new york The next day, as I was about to set out and explore Sofia in all its daytime glory, a woman came into my room asking for me – it was the lady from the phone! She said she had some bad news. Bulgarian restaurant los angeles ca Sitting down, she told me that my new 3 bed room had been booked out by a group of Turks and I’d have to move. Bulgarian restaurant los angeles However, she had found me a room in a hostel in the city centre, which she assured me would be perfect for me – a lot to say, seeing as she’s known me for less than 10 hours! As I didn’t have much choice, I agreed, packed up my bag and was led through the city to the new hostel. Bulgarian restaurant london After the handover of myself, I dumped my stuff in my new room and was finally ready to explore. Bulgarian restaurant las vegas nv Yet, I hadn’t counted on my new host giving me a guided tour of the nearby supermarket, cafes and takeaways. Bulgarian restaurant las vegas I accompanied him while he bought food, coffee and at one point stood idly by while he chatted with what I assumed was a friend of his. Bulgarian restaurant in new york I’d been in Sofia less than 12 hours and I’d already had both a room and hostel transfer – I’d never have imagined this.

After the obligatory walking tour of Sofia – a lot of fascinating stuff about communism – I joined two fellow English folk exploring the city, including the markets, cathedral and the fountains. Bulgarian restaurant in los angeles It turned out I had some mutual friends with one of them – small world! The following day was spent exploring a bit more and going on Sofia’s “free food tour”. Bulgarian restaurant in des plaines Purported to be the first of its kind in the world, it took a small number of guests on a walking tour of the best restaurants and bars around Sofia, while allowing us to sample traditional Bulgarian food. Bulgarian restaurant in atlanta What followed was a lot of cheese, yoghurt/sour milk, peppers and meat, with the whole tour ending in a dance in a traditional Bulgarian restaurant. Bulgarian restaurant des plaines il A fantastic idea which I wholeheartedly think that other cities should take up, as it took me to a lot of places I’d never have visited in my short stay. Bulgarian restaurant des plaines The day ended in stumbling across a free music festival taking place in the city parks, which was a perfect way to relax and mellow out after a fantastic couple of days.

This morning was sadly the end of my time in Sofia, so I had to depart from my hostel (I’m used to leaving them now) and make my way to the train station to head to my next destination, Nis in Serbia. Bulgarian restaurant chicago After a bit of confusion at the platform (my train had a final destination of Moscow, not the expected Belgrade), I’m now sat on my train, ready to go. Bulgarian restaurant boston It’s been a hectic time in Sofia, but I enjoyed every minute – who knows what the future will bring!

James Jackman will be sharing stories from his Interrail trip every few days throughout June and July – follow us on Facebook and Twitter to catch his updates as soon as they’re posted!

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