Marcy & Kim having a philosophical discussion over glasses (or in my case: muggs) of Baba Vassi's homemade wine in her garden. The stuff is amazing, apperantly the key is honey. Anyways it has numerous benifits, including making the bulgarian language a bit less daunting.


The single biggest weakness of a PC Volunteer in Bulgaria: Adorable street puppies.


It had been 2 months without peanut butter, enough said.


Me suffering under the back breaking labour of being a volunteer.
But seriously.... they have Pink Grapefruit Fanta, which can singlehandedly turn a day around.


Rila Monastary. A UNESCO world heritage sight. What the pictures dont quite convey is its location tucked away in a narrow mountain valley high in the mountians.





The fatefull day when I was banished to Turkmanistan (my little nickname for my new home on the turkish border, Toplovgrad.) Also known as "site anouncment"


Topolovgrad ("city of poplar trees") is really quite charming. I havent seen any poplar trees, Im sure the Turks cut them down.


The road to Topolovgrad. We are a bit of the beaten path.