We can't deny our roots....
So Pradeep and I true to our tradition were due for another meeting in a city of choice, as you can guess we decided to come to Sofia, I from Brussels and Deep's from Italy, I on Friday night and Deep's on Saturday morning. I get to my guesthouse after a few scares about the actual place when I got inside two Iraqi gentlemen and an older bulgarian lady were having dinner in the communal living area, not 5 mins later I was eating and drinking with them. You can imagine the conversation between a 60 year-old bulgarian lady who is fasting for the orthodox celebration of the Cyrillic alphabet, one 60 year-old Iraqi who barely speaks english and trying to open a business here, a 29 year-old Iraqi who has 4 different nationalities and 6 professions.....and head-strong " I am woman hear me roar" me! One can only imagine where the conversations took us.
The next day, they took me to a Syrian-romanian owned restaurant where we had the most incredible meal. The owners were very nice, a romanian lady married to a syrian who spoke perfect romanian.
The lady owner: (in romania) Oh you are romanian, beautiful girl, whatever you do don't go to bed with these men do you understand me?
Me: I'll have the kebab with humous and salad.
The lady: No matter how much money they offer you
Me: and some Chai please.....wait what did you say?
The lady: They don't treat romanian girls well, they'll have you then laugh at you! Don't go to bed with them!
Me: Um....ummm what?
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