:Welcome2:To the 2nd instalment, lets see if any of you can relate to this one....
[You must be registered and logged in to see this image.] We have all done this, so it will not come as a great surprise to most of you. You have just moved from wherever you came from, you meet a couple of Brits and you latch on to them because they have been here longer than you and you need to adjust to your new surroundings, at every opportunity you ask them about everything and anything...from shopping, to taxing your car, materials etc etc........Then someone else moves in from wherever and you are put on the back burner, they don't contact you at every opportunity, like they did before and when you do contact them, they are busy.....and this gets better......'we will always be there for you no matter what'.........heard that one before folks
[You must be registered and logged in to see this image.] they are doing the rounds to all the newcomers.....We call this 'Friend Hoppers', and no-matter what you do or say, you are surplus to requirements....they have new friends to impress upon. Aha, you may say....they always come back.....but only when they either want something, to gloat about something or to get some gossip.....Please tell me folks that I am not the only one who has come across this system of logic
Anyway, the real reason for the second instalment was the Bulgarian side of things and hopefully a more happier side to this wonderful country. First day here and they come out of the woodwork, they are everywhere and boy oh boy, don't you need them when the lorry arrives with all your stuff.....yes, I am talking about your neighbours, they can lift like no-one else you have met, even the women have lumberjack arms and they bring you so much food, that you wish you had a pig to feed it too (no, that's unfair....sorry folks, their food is lovely....it's just that there is so much
). Then, you need certain things, like eggs.....I actually squatted down, went cluck cluck and pointed to me backside and made a round shape to get some eggs, because I didn't know any Bulgarian
:Very funny 2:Imagine my surprise when she laughed and shook her head from side to side......oh well, lets see if I can get some potatoes then.........(don't even go there folks, it was bad enough with the eggs
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:Very funny 2:No-one told us that shaking their head from side to side means yes......2 months later we found out the hard way.
Then, come the invites.....we had a translator who we called upon to all of these functions......phew, that was a help.....but try and tell a Bulgarian that you don't drink alcohol, even the translator was gobsmacked and said..."
why not, are you crazy, everyone drinks in Bulgaria"
....so they ply you with Rakia.....I call this paint stripper
[You must be registered and logged in to see this image.] It is a rather unpleasent experience if you really don't like drinking........but because I am big, bald and I look like I can handle a few drinks....they ply you with more and tell you it cures everything......It does, it cured me never to drink the stuff again But apart from that, the food they put out for you is brilliant, never before have I tried so many dishes of pure wholesome food....they certainly know how to put on a spread....with BREAD
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Next come the Maestro's, or KIA's (Know It Alls), you are doing it wrong, let me show you, then they take over and then the whole family arrives, then the rest of the village......and they are all jabbering and what can only be described as arguing in loud voices, well shouting....and you think...OMG they are going to kill each other.......and to make matters worse.....there is one little old lady doing all the work, she only arrived 2 mins ago......
I sometimes get the feeling that they just want to have a shouting match....but at the end of it, you get nothing done yourself and what they have done, you have to do again..........WELCOME TO BULGARIA
Tune in again, because there is so much more to share!