I had the day wrong – it's not the 22nd of January, it was the 14th of January. I looked in my journal and realized that the 14th of January, 2008 was the first day I stepped foot in Bulgaria.
That's right. I remember getting on the plane in Madison, Wisconsin, sometime in the afternoon of January 13th. 22 hours later my flight from Frankfurt Germany landed in Sofia, in a blizzard!
Nedda and Ivan were there to meet me. We followed a couple of snow plows clear across Bulgaria, until we turned south to Burgas.
So anyway, here we are, here I am. Tonight Zlatina and I are going to entertain a little, we invited people over from her school, and I invited everybody who had anything to do with my being here. We'll have a nice social time, with some rosé and white wine chilled on the balcony, some red wine, and stuff like that.
It may be that some of the people won't be able to make it. Folks here in southeastern Bulgaria are not used to the kind of cold we're having here this past week – many engines won't start. Deep snow is still all over the place, the roads have been turned into glaciers, and it's hard freezing every night.
But we'll try. Happy Anniversary Kevin.
Oh, by the way, the forecast for tomorrow calls for more heavy snow.
