The cultural event for today was a visit to the National History Museum. It is situated at the foot of Mt. Vitosha, a 20-30 minute bus ride from the center of Sofia. Our guide was a cute 18-year old docent with passable English. At first we joined a group already in progress; they were Israeli retirees, and would translate her explanations into Hebrew to other in their group. She ended the tour at 1901 because “they were tired” and then returned to the beginning—5th millennium BC to the Thracian period. The highlight of the museum is some recently uncovered, well-preserved golden jewelry and armor from the 4th century BC. (BBC story)
Paris, Ryan, Elizabeth, Joel, Julia
Tomorrow we have to go back to the police station to submit our ‘lichna karta’ application…no actually we will apply for permission to submit an application—talk about Byzantine bureaucracy, and each step takes two weeks! We would have done this Wednesday, but all four of us had forgotten to take our passports with us; Doriana assumed we would know enough to bring them with us by the fact she had informed us that we are going to the police station—I felt like a dumb American.