Thursday, November 27, 2008

Proud to be Bulgarian!


I'll get that printed out on a Tshirt. And on a coffee mug. And on stickers that I will be sticking at random spots in office. And on a jumper. And everywhere I can.


We might not be a really great nation, we might not have invented thousands of useful things, we might have a small, not very populated country, we might have lost a few wars (and won none), we might be generally poor and miserable. We might be internationally unknown.

But I am still proud to be Bulgarian. No matter what people say.

And anyways, you cannot really choose where to be born, can you?

Friday, November 14, 2008

¡Soy una idiota!

Ever since moving to Southern Spain, I am struggling to learn the language. Of course, no success so far, otherwise I would not have been moaning so much lately.

My Spanish teacher, Sheila, is still optimistic and deeply convinced I will be fluent sooner or later. I look at her, wonder why certain people are so naive and quietly keep nodding to her when she speaks Spanish to me.

Anyways, seems like I learn stuff once in a while. Now I can finally say out loud: ¡Soy una idiota! . Fair enough after spending 6 months here, aint it?



Wednesday, November 5, 2008

I told you so!

It takes at least 4 midnight phone calls with the English Customer Service team of Vodafone Espana to get your phone working properly. At least for now.

They are pretty impressed with the fact I start reciting my name, phone number and passport number before even being asked for, I myself am impressed with the fact no one can help me for more than 24 hours.

I am already used to the rules of Spain: manana, tranquillo, espere. But sometimes you really want to send this text now - saying I love you to someone you know needs it desperately, saying Good night to someone who does not expect it and will like the surprise or just saying Hi. And the text fails and fails and fails, your touch screen suddenly stops working and Victor does not understand the sarcasm in your voice.

This is when that tiny bit of you which doubted your decision of moving to the end of the world grins at you and says I told you so.