Okay, not really. But I did go to Bulgaria for two weeks to pick up my daughter! Which means a lot of things. First, I was in one of my favorite places in the world, I explored new and familiar places with my best friend and daughter, and my husband was busy getting the last of our things out of our old house and into our new house.
We couldn’t move during our adoption process, but we didn’t want our daughter to go through two adjustments. So my dear husband was busy getting things ready at home while I was off playing on the other side of the world!
Every time I go to Sofia, Bulgaria, I visit the outdoor flea market by the Alexander Nevsky cathedral. I found a blog that mentioned an even better indoor flea market in the basement of a church. When I realized I walked past that church every. single. day, I had to go check it out.
And oh my word, I could not have imagined I’d find THIS!
It was floor-to-ceiling, climb-over-all-the-things packed! Did you have to dig to find treasures? Yes. But my husband is a history major and this place was right up his alley. We would go in one day, clear a space to look for something, and go back the next day to find even more things piled up. Doors that would open one day were almost sealed shut the next, but none of the spaces were off limits, so we’d just squeeze in and see what new things were there.
Some things were so precariously perched we couldn’t even attempt to move them, but we still found quite a few things that made their way into our luggage, from signs to old piano music, a small Russian clock to little alphabet blocks with the Cyrillic alphabet on them. I even found a little truck with the кока-кола (Coca-Cola) logo on it, and brought it home for my son, who has a love for vintage toys.
My daughter was carrying around the drum, and when I asked how much it cost, the gentleman told me it was a gift.
I’m glad to be home, and I’m especially excited to get started on taking this house from a blank slate to my dream house!