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Time to pack and gently head north.

30 degrees in Sofia.

Full on summer.

We were out till late last night. People in shorts and tshirts. Downtown packed.

Riding the rails to meet with my Soviet secretary, Vladimir.

Vlady bought me a truffle pizza. Omg.

New trams.

Everything 100%.

Aprillia dealership next.

I’m eating like an Alabama long haul trucker.

I mean it in the best way.

I wonder if Brezniev stayed here. I will ask.

Got all the vegetarian delights.

I need a pork kebab now.

“Meat before bed and you will sleep like you’re dead”.

My rustic hotel in old town dreams, dashed.

I just can’t believe how everything transformed here. It’s like a city of heaven.

Staying in a cheap hotel, really crappy but 5 minute walk from stunning Plovdiv downtown.

So yeahhhh gas is double.

Weather is perfect.

Highway KFC and McDonalds deserve Michelin stars.

But why?

This book is barely ok. In fact, I don’t recommend it.

I didn’t learn all that much.

Apparently rain coming today/tomorrow…I need to wait it out before epic trip.

Plus rest. Rest I need.

25 years since Barak Hussein Obama planted bombs on the 2 World Trade center buildings.

Everything laundry day.

But not nearly as insightful as his previous tome.

Honey ginger tomato pork for breakfast.

Vidin trip soon.

Beach soon.