Lazy Sunday

Autumn finally remembered Plovdiv. We are spending this cloudy day taking long walks by the river in between rain, napping, and of course, blogging.

We discovered today that the riverwalk that mom saw every time she crossed one of the bridges is 3 minutes away.

Have I died and gone to heaven???

This is mom's heaven. It's a coffee machine. These things are everywhere, and one is outside a mini-market half a block from where we live. It's hard to believe these hospital-reminiscent machines make so good coffee. Even though mom is not as huge a coffee fanatic as Carolyn is, she does appreciate good coffee. At 0.40 lev per cup, the coffee is AMAZING!

This is another thing that's everywhere. Cats! I can hear them even from our attic apartment, fighting, screaming, looking for a mate. Dogs, on the contrary, are not so many, in spite of what mom hears about stray dogs in Plovdiv. Maybe we haven't seen them yet. I'd like to see more dogs, but mom thinks better not. Dogs here are not neutered, just like I am not, and too much testosterone in the air means problems.

On a different note, mom goes back to school tomorrow. She was pretty cool about it, until she was told that she needs to dress up for the commencing ceremony. Her instructions were specifically to avoid low decoltes and mini skirts (if you know mom, you must know that she can't live without these) and, the worst part, NOT to wear what she usually wears, that's her baggy capri pants. In a panic, she went to buy whatever she could find. Not much, as it turns out, in a country where the average woman's size is 00, especially now that mom wears a whale size. Yeah. She came home not very happy, with a jacket she found on sale because it was leftovers from the summer collection. I hope this is just for tomorrow's ceremony, because if she has to dress like that all the time, it will be a disaster. She'll leave me at home for hours while shopping frantically, and then she'll come home in a bad mood, and I would have to forget belly-rubs. Not good.