Take a Walk
After my
return from the Crimea, I had a few days on my own in Kalotina before my old
college friend Peter arrived.
Lenin's replacement |
Dessi in action. Nice legs too. |
Our guide
was a fast-talking and pretty young Sofiot called Dessi. Although she said that she was
an economist, she really did know her history.
First we stopped at the big
church (no, I cannot remember the name), the one opposite The Happy Grill and
where Maria Louisa Boulevard becomes Vitosha. Here Dessi told us about the
ghastly terrorist attack on the Bulgarian Tsar, in which more than 200 people
were killed and 500 injured. The Tsar survived the attack because he was not
even there when it happened. He was meant to be there but guess what? This is
Bulgaria, so he turned up late. Dessi explained that this is probably the
reason why so many Bulgarians keep up this royal tradition of being late for
things. (The Nissan garage in Sofia has now been repairing my car for two
months.)
I have seen
the Roman remains of Serdica before, but Dessi had a knack for making dull, urban things
come alive and injecting some humour into what could be a rather tedious,
fact-laden monologue. And yes, I did win a sweet for guessing the right answer.
A stripy bath house becomes a stripy museum |
We went next
to the mineral water baths, now a museum about the history of Sofia. It is
built in the exuberant Bulgaran National Revival style and it has been
magnificently restored. Then we continued on to sample some of the hot water
that still comes out of a natural spring.
You just MUST do the Sofia walking tour! |
Soldiers doing silly things |
We were not in time to see the changing of the guard at the president’s office. The guards do a good imitation of John Cleese and the Ministry of Silly Walks. I am including a photo I took on another occasion, just to give you the idea. It is great to see this silly spectacle if you like kitsch uniforms and a military cancan (or maybe a sort of speeded up tai chi).
Next we wandered through the park and finished up at the huge, white marble and golden-domed Alexander Nevski Cathedral, built to honour the Russian soldiers
who died in the liberation of Bulgaria from the Ottomans. (Somehow I do not
think that anyone in Vietnam is going to build a cathedral to honour any American
soldiers and the dead British squaddies will not be getting a mosque or two in Iraq.)
After our tour was over, we wandered down Ulitsa Angel Kanchev to Made in Home, a restaurant that has rave reviews. (Claire Ruston is also a fan and she wrote about it in her excellent blog, “Auntie Bulgaria”.) Yummy spinach soup and lamb kebabs with couscous. But what is the plural of couscous? Couscouscous? Couscouses? Couscousi?
Made in Home has an artsy, eccentric feel to the place, but the food is unusual, fresh and delicious. The bill, however, came to 77 leva. That was not quite so delicious. (When John and I went there, we did not bother with the soup.)
Lunch in "Made in Home" |
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