Dublin, Ireland

Dublin is organized chaos. It is a mix of soft and hard, modern and old. In one moment you can walk down cobblestone streets with flowers hanging from every lamppost. In the next, the edges of the modern houses are in sharp contrast to the traditional brick ones. And then, suddenly, palm trees.

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The traditional Irish weather is overcast, with a strong chance of lots of rain. 

Dublin is the largest city and capital of Ireland. Walking around today, you’d never think it started as a Viking settlement. The citizens seem constantly happy, and the sound of clinking glasses and Irish music drift out through the open doors of the many local pubs – seven days a week. Inbetween there’s loud voices speaking polite words.

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You can find the Dublin Castle amongst colorful new buildings.

I love Dublin so far. It is welcoming and tourist-friendly. My only objection is that if you can’t party like the Irish – find a hotel outside of the city centre. Irish people believe that a couple of pints a day keeps the doctor away, and sleep is therefore overrated. Lastly, if someone asks you to join them for “strong tea”, you better believe it’s not tea.

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I’m in love with these lampposts ❤

The Theft

It happened in the blink of an eye, we were getting on a bus, and while I stepped on – I felt a push. I steadied myself, and just knew. I knew, but it was too late. I looked down and my purse was open. I searched it to be sure, but my wallet? It was gone.

To my surprise, I got the wallet back. I was trying to explain the situation to my friends, when a lady tapped me on the shoulder and pointed to the floor. My wallet. I picked it up and thanked her, not even considering that she might be the thief. But she could have been. Anyone can be a thief.

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I wonder where they went with my money…

I feel somewhat lucky in my misfortune, because they left my card. It appears Bulgarian thieves are quite like the rest of Bulgaria – old fashioned. However, I also have this strange sensation in my stomach. Empty? Angry? Mostly confused I think, and a bit… Humiliated? They didn’t get much; I always spread my valuables, but still – someone targeted me, and I, the supposedly seasoned traveler, was unable to prevent it.

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Perhaps the thief/ the thieves will buy themselves something tasty – too bad not for me too.

Back at the hotel, my friends still kindly comforting me, one of them realized that she had been robbed too. In her case they had managed to slip the wallet back into her purse. We have no idea how, and writing this, I can’t help but be a little impressed. It is a cruel way to make a living, but it definitely takes speed and skill.

Have any of you ever been robbed? All comments appreciated!

 

 

Nesebar – The City of Roses

We went to Nesebar to see a different part of Bulgaria. The old town was everything we hoped it would be. Serene, homly, and full of ruins. The new part was pretty similar, only sans the ruins and with slightly newer buildings.

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Ruin of a church, Old town.

Old Nesebar, a tourist magnet, had the unique silence of a beautiful place that don’t need to be loud to be noticed. We walked around and took in the sights – visted a church, and stopped by one of the tiny shops that sold rose-related products. Roses were everywhere in Nessebar, both in the old and new part.

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I will forever remember it as the city of roses.

Walking here and there, no destination in mind, we enjoyed the view. We were also entertained by a local who tried to convince us to eat at his restaurant by speaking Norwegian. I wonder what it must be like to constantly have your city crowded with tourists. Good for business, but otherwise?

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This picture doesn’t do the ocean justice, it was azure and clear – effortlessly amazing.

The atmosphere in Nesebar makes it worth a visit, so if you’re ever in Bulgaria – do take a day trip, and enjoy lots and lots of (cheap) ice cream in one of the cute, local cafés!