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Touchdown in Sofia, Bulgaria!

It always makes me smile when the plane glides back onto tarmac and everyone starts clapping the pilot for not killing us all!

And almost everybody here talks to me in Bulgarian, which further encourages me to fantasise about my mysterious heritage. Me, my mum, her mum, and her mum, were all slightly darker featured! I’ve felt like I blended in to quite a few European countries in the past though. If only I did actually know the language here…