Well, I'm lying here in my hard narrow bed at the Hotel Pop Bogomil in Sofia. A lot of stuff has gone on and gone down since my last entry. Yesterday was perhaps the craziest most event filled birthday of my life. I didn't even realize it was my birthday until 10:30pm. Pazardjik was such a gritty, real, tangible place. It's strange to lie back now and digest it. After the first day it has been raining like all the time and the hours we were keeping were not normal. Our first night, Thursday, we were out until 2am. Friday we were out until 5:30am and last night two of us stayed out until 12:30pm this afternoon. My other friend crashed at 6am. In between there have been dodgy truck stops, Nigerians, Gypsy skinhead Lazio fans,
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