Tuesday, 19 November 2013

Bulgaria - Getting to know the locals

We managed to get back out to the house in the August  and this time we were there for four weeks, we could hardly contain our excitement as we were now ready to meet the locals.

our bulgarian village house a blog about a life changing decision to buy a village house in rural Bulgaria
Bulgarian village house



bulgarian village house a blog about a life changing decision to buy a village house in rural Bulgaria
Bulgarian House and Colin 2008

We bought the house in January 2008




Opening the door and walking in, the property gave me a lovely sense of well being, the house was just as we had left it, 20 minutes the dust covers removed floors swept ,surfaces wiped, beds made and we were ready.

me and baba Ginna my Bulgarian neighbour in the village house Varnenci Bulgaria
Baba Ginna and me Bulgaria

It amazes me the kindness and welcome that we received,  The first neighbour we met was  Baba Ginna. This was over the garden fence she talked and talked to me, waving her arms and smiling, patting and holding my hands. I didn't have a clue but guessed a big welcome was being given she then gestured for me to wait as she disappeared into her house then arrived back a plate full of freshly baked bread, more gesturing that Colin worked out was she wanted the plate back, we devoured the bread which was filled with a white cheese and mouth wateringly tasty. I later found out that this was Mesenitza also known as Tutmanik, 
Mesenitsa  Bulgarian bread
Mesenitza
The recipe and easy to follow instructions can be found on the blog   Adventures in Cookery and definitely worth a go.
"Tutmanik is very popular in Bulgaria. Every region, every village, and even  family have different recipes and names for it. You may know it as mesenitza, or tutmanik, and the shapes and recipes vary but the basic idea remains the same – make dough filled with the feta cheese, brush the top of the bread with  egg yolk and bake until it starts to smell insanely good!
The standard ingredients for tutmanik are flour, oil or butter, eggs, feta, yeast and lots of flour."  Adventures in Cookery



Ivan my Bulgarian neighbour and his chickens rural life
Ivan in his yard
we met our neighbour Ivan, the next day when the Electric cut off (midst shower and hair washing)  we weren't sure if it was a power cut or our Electrics had faulted, Colin called round to next doors, with the Bulgarian phrase book and  very limited Bulgarian - ne toc - using many hand gestures, he established it was a fault with our electric. Ivan came round and changed the fuses in our Electric box and I could finish my shower. Ivan has been an absolute rock and a better friend and neighbour I couldn't wish for, on many occasions he has come to our rescue, no fuss but always a solution.

Red rooftops looking over the Danube Tutrakan Bulgaria
Tutrakan, red brick roofs looking over  the river Danube
The following day we were off to Tutrakan (our closest town) for more fuses, it turned out we were going to need a lot of these over the next four weeks, Tutrakan is situated on  the Danube it has an old fishing quarter, where traditional fishing is still practiced,  situated 60 km from the regional centers Rousse and Silistra  The town is located in the westernmost part of Danubian Dobrudja, climbing up a steep hill. The town is terraced on the slope consisting of two landslide terraces. It is part of a high-level plateau to south of the river Danube. 

Sefan, me, Colin. Molly and Cathi
Sunset on the Danube Bulgaria
Me and Al - Sunset over the Danube











me and chris Tutrakan
me and Chris, cafe Tutrakan
Tutrakan has a Saturday morning market where local produce is sold also shops, cafes including an internet cafe and restaurants, a couple of restaurants have English translated menus, here we met my sister Cathi who is now living in Belitsa  the next village to ours and met Molly and Stefan for the first time. A lovely couple who over the next five years become very good friends. Stefan is Bulgarian and Molly American, Stefan a film producer and Molly a journalist by trade now teaching in the American University, Sofia.. 



Molly and Stefans house 2008


Molly and Stefan have bought this grand old wine merchants property as a project. there is so much potential with the original features and high ceiling rooms, the wine cellars and old shops are all just waiting for restoration



Our next priority  the garden,

bulgarian village house a blog about a life changing decision to buy a village house in rural Bulgaria
overgrown garden

front garden under bedroom window
Gardener rural living, village life Bulgaria
Adinan the gardener
  At the back, the garden has an Apricot Orchard with twelve Apricot trees also four Apple trees, six plum trees - two Victoria/blue/plum, two wild plum and two lovely little yellow plums,  a very large walnut tree and numerous grape vines , vastly overgrown with the weeds well over head height.  As I'm not sure what creatures and crawlies are lurking in the long grass we decide to hire Molly and Stefans gardener Adinan to tackle the majority of the work.  A good but rather slow job as Adinan used the traditional method of a scythe and ......
Here starts lesson number one:-
No Alcohol for the workers till the job is done,

Corn store our bulgarian village garden
moving the corn store
at the back, the garden was divided into two , the orchard and the animal pen this included a corn store that we had no need for so we gave it to our next door neighbour, as soon as I said they could take it a possy came over and shifted it, as Baba Ginna grows corn it it was of much more use to her and her family, we could of sold it to the "iron men" for 20 lev but of course good will is invaluable.  There was some confusion about the wire fence that surrounded  the animal pen as I wanted it stored in the shed and they wanted to take that as well, but a phone call to Stefan and the matter was cleared up,
Lesson number two:- be clear and concise in your instructions even if it is in a language you are only just starting to learn.
Al and Chris removing dead apricot tree our garden in Varnenci Tutrakan Bulgaria
Al and Chris chopping a dead Apricot tree
It was all cleared up and we were the recipients of two dozen eggs, fresh that day and free range. The golden egg yolks were to die for, and into the bargain Baba Ginna arranged for her workers to prune our Apricot trees in the Autumn. Very good will.


A problem that Adinan was very good at dealing with was getting rid of the wasps nests, as the house had been left unoccupied for a couple of years we had a few nests in sheds, the outside Loo and fence poles. . They will build anywhere there is a hole. Colin a fine student now clears the nests without a second thought, though we don't get many anymore.
Wasps our bulgarian garden
Wasps in the shed
Part of clearing the house and cellar was removing numerous fridges, that had been used for storage of nails, screws and bits and bots. Also a dentist chair from the cellar that the boys were convinced was a torture chair,  the meat hooks hanging from the cellar oak beams helped to fuel their imagination.

Iron men Varnenci Bulgaria
The Iron Men
Heres the Iron men loading up the Lada with some of our stuff we sold each item for 10 lev each under the watchful eye of Baba Ginna who as much as I could guess told them in no uncertain terms not to rip us off.
As they were loading up Ivan came out giving them the same message, how lucky we are.



picking plums for Rakia our Bulgarian garden, living the life
picking plums
Romania cleaning a drum for the plums

Colin stirring the apricots ready for the distillery in our Bulgarian village Varnenci
Colin stirring the fruit
I was picking plums in the front garden when Romania came and started helping me, and in the way that the people I meet in the village make an massive effort for me to understand (which still amazes me as I hardly knew a word of Bulgarian and she had no English), she managed to explain that these plums were best for making the Bulgarian drink Rakia rather than cooking or eating, she proceeded to help me pick them, cleaned a barrel from one of the sheds which we filled with the plums and added water, we then added sugar, (heres a big debate sugar or no sugar).  The plums were very ripe and would naturally turn to alcohol, this had to be stirred every day until ready to go to the village distillery and turned into Rakia. The more traditional fruit is Apricots (thus the Apricot orchard) but it can also be made from grapes and plums.


the rakia trip, sunny on his way back from the distillery unloading horse and cart
Sunny on the Rakia run
We live at the end of the road that the village distillery is located and often see carts pulled by horses or cars filled with barrels and wood for the fires, Sunny and his wife posing for the photo, with winter supplies of Rakia for himself and the extended family.

Cart loaded with wood and barrels off to the distillery
As we had Al and Chris with us, Stefan arranged for them to go on a fishing trip with local fishermen, they had to be there at sunrise so we stayed over night in Tutrakan at the Lodka hotel ( a favourite place of ours as it has a great restaurant and WIFI) It's on the banks of the Danube and a stones throw away from the river (and Tutrakan Distillery). We were up early but not as early as the men at the Rakia factory. This was on the way down to the Danube and already it was busy.The boys had a great time and caught a catfish, they were out for hours as you can't rush a fish or a fisherman.



Rakia distillery on the Banks of the Danube, Tutrakan Bulgaria, sunrise across the Danube
Tutrakan Distillery at sunrise
Testing the Rakia - pure fire water
Sunrise - fishing boats on the Danube
Al and Chris fishing on the Danube - sunrise

sunrise on the Danube  Tutrakan Bulgaria
Sunrise and storks on the Danube Tutrakan Bulgaria
There was a local swimming pool that we frequented, meeting Cathi, Molly and Stefan there,  it was more for kids than adults,  no sunbeds but benches and tables, the owner made a fuss of us and gave us fresh water melon, he had traveled Europe and was keen to share his experiences, and practice his English.  He was very welcoming  and it was lovely to swim and cool down as the temperature was early 40's . Every evening the boys played football with the local lads and some of the dads, poor Colin was banned (embarrassing dad) though he tells me he has great football skills. 

Al, Colin, Chris and me at the pool 2008




local kids play football, village life, Bulgaria
the nightly football match
going for a ride in the horse and cart, traditional transport
Al and Chris with Merco and his Grandad Dimitar
our bulgarian neighbours -village lifeBulgaria
Baba Ginka and Ginka

two Bulgarian children -Bulgaria
Gabriella and her friend

Me and Col




Roman and Marianne, Col and me 


Marianne milking -
A lot of villagers have their own Cows, they make their own cheese and also sell the milk. there is a cheese factory in the next village Belitsa, though I'm told it's not as nice as Baba Ginka's cheese  which I have tried and it is truly delicious.
the sitting room stripped and ready for the workers - our village house in rural Bulgaria, getting ready for the building work
lounge stripped and ready for builders

the sitting room stripped and ready for the workers - our village house in rural Bulgaria
lounge
We have come to the end of our four weeks having packed absolutely loads in, met lots and lots of fantastic lovely, warm people, learnt so much about Bulgaria and the culture I can't believe its only been four weeks.  We have arranged for a builder  to re wire, new ceilings, plaster and put new wooden windows in, so big changes. The next time we come it will be onwards and upwards.  Walls stripped and rooms ready for the builders we leave once again homeward bound for England.
Small bedroo


large bedroom


middle dining room 
Porch


horse and cart Varnenci Bulgaria - a village way of life





Storks in Belitsa