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Plovdiv getting ready for the European Cultural city of 2019 |
The outskirts of Plovdiv did not ease our concerns that
Bulgaria might not be the most comfortable or pleasant of travelling
destinations. The Russian influence was
still evident. We went through the small
city of Harmanli which seemed to be made up entirely of gray crumbling concrete
tower blocks. The Stalinist architecture
is soul destroying.
As the early dusk was enveloping the already gray cold sky,
we were deposited at the central bus station surrounded by disintegrating mid
19th Century neo-Gothic buildings that must have been quite charming
in their day.
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Building next to the bus station |
The holes in the footpaths showed signs of long abandoned
attempts at repair. We rolled our cases
down the bumpy potholed footpath in search of our hotel. The location of the hotel according to Google
maps turned out to be a vacant, cleared demolition site.
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This is where our hotel was suppose to be |
We asked around and were directed further down the
pedestrian mall intersecting the area of Kabana. Kabana is a lovely neighbourhood of wide
public spaces, upmarket shops, cafes and vibrancy. Things were looking up. We found our hotel in an ideal location on
the edge of the Kabana district and the Old Town. We dropped off our bags and went in search of
dinner. The whole mall was twinkling
with Christmas lights and happy shoppers and workers on their way home.
We found a very nice restaurant and had a delicious meal. Back to the hotel to crash and have an early
night after more than 36 hours since being horizontal.
The next day we explored the town. Plovdiv has been selected as the European
Cultural Centre for 2019 and the centre of town is undergoing extensive renovations
and refurbishment. Plovdiv proved to be
a delightful town of pleasant parks, cobblestone streets, Hellenic ruins
interspersed amongst charming 19th Century neo-Gothic houses in various states
of repair. There were a few Stalinist
monuments and government buildings just to remind us we were in an ex-Russian
satellite country; but not too godless as there were also many ornate Orthodox
Churches.
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Beautiful houses along the city park |
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Cobblestone streets |
Old Town Plovdiv
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Greek ruins nestled in the city |
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Reliefs on a government building
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One of the many churches |
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Icons |
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Churches and cobblestones |
We stumbled upon the School of Music next to a large Greek
amphitheatre and went into their cafe for a cuppa feeling very hip to be
amongst the talented students.
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School of Music
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Bob was very impressed with the coffee machines dotting the
street corners.
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Bob getting coffee from one of the many street side machines |
There was some fantastic street art on the sides of
buildings and wonderful views from the seven hills that surround the city.
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Street art
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That night we had one of the best restaurant meals I have
ever had. The flavour of the Bulgarian
dishes only ranked behind Gordon Ramsay’s La Noisette but unlike
Ramsay’s restaurant, Raya cost a ridiculously low $25 for drinks and two
courses for the both of us.
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Our fantastic pork dinners
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So Plovdiv gave us hope for Bulgaria’s future. It is a vibrant city of culture, history and
haute cuisine.
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