Archive for March, 2012
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 … Continue reading →
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 … Continue reading →
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 … Continue reading →