Its a few months since I wrote about the upsides and downsides of living in Bulgaria, and after a few recent frustrations, here is a brief update:
- I do get REALLY upset about those bumpy roads...they seem to get worse in the winter!?
- I got such a bad taxi driver the other day, he really ruined my day...insisting that I put my luggage in the boot not on the back seat, not getting out to help me, not speaking but just nodding his head to ask where i wanted to go...it was the last place on earth i wanted to be at the end of a long day, even for just 7 minutes travelling across Sofia...the back seat of some really miserable Sofia taxi drivers' cab...and paying for it!!!
- I decided I'm totally fed up (I'll try to keep the swearing out of the blog) with people ignoring me as they natter away in Bulgarian, when I am in their company...I know it isn't deliberate, but it feels so rude, because I'm not some rag doll who sits their 'limp' while everyone else chats...it just gets to me a bit! Its sort of 'character altering'...cos I love chatting!...its partly cos I'm frustrated about my hopeless progress with learning Bulgarian - despite two lessons per week...for 2 1/2 years!!! Possibly I'm an old dog trying to learn new tricks...I understand it's not possible to teach them to one!?
- Possibly my overall emphasis on the 'downsides' are a reflection of the economic climate...I have to join the crowd of 'general miserable-ness' because everyone is doing it now...despite the fact that I am generally an upbeat, positive, 'glass is half' full kind of a guy! I know that being like that (i.e. 'positive') can be an extremely irritating way to be when everyone is trying to 'feel and be so down...!' But I don't know, maybe going into the 'clown business' could be a good move at the moment...?, everyone needs a bit of cheering up every now and then, I reckon!
I'm sure I can think of more to say on this subject on another day...so watch this space...
And in my experience it's a bit contagious, its pretty addictive. I know several cases of folks who go them done, and when their friends or family dropped around were saying - 'ooh where did you get those done, I'd like some of those...' etc. 
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