For unknown reasons, the last few weeks we have been going to bed much later than usual (around 2 am) and waking up between 10am and 12pm. I haven’t done that since I was a teenager!
Anywhooo, fully dressed and equipped with our new camera Matt and I started our tardy morning, ready to explore the city of Sozopol, both “Old Town” and “New Town”. Not 30 meters from our van we hear the loud beat of a drum and a chorus of men singing their hearts out. The Marina’s restaurant seems to be in full festive mode…we simply couldn’t resist. As we enter, we are greeted by 14 sailors and a 6 piece band; we are quickly ushered to the long L-shaped table, served huge glasses of wine poured from old pop bottles and presented with numerous dishes. Jackpot!
I usually wake up before Matt and make custom Christmas crafts (we’re poor).
The Band! If you are unfamiliar with Bulgarian folk music think; Turkish and Greek music with a sailor’s twist.
December 6th is a Bulgarian holiday for sailors and bankers. Marking the end of the season, these sailors were in full celebration.
Black Sea tuna fresh off the grill.
We are told that during the winter season the sailors trade in their sailor hats for hunting vests. Below is AMAZING venison cured with fresh oregano and paprika.
Canada needs to dance a lot more. Drinking and dancing goes hand in hand in Europe.
Mocking the communist era, Bulgarians like to dance with the Russian flag.
Whiskey, a true sailor drink.
This guy killed me, he did magic tricks with his cigarettes.
This is the Capitan making sure that his “castaways” have plenty to drink.
You could cut the secondhand smoke with a knife it was so thick.
We’re seriously having the best day of our lives!
This explains it all.
December 6th was amazing…and we never made it out of the parking lot.