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  1. risabuzatova
    August 10, 2015 @ 3:04 pm

    In July 2004, my Bulgarian husband and I along with our then three-year old daughter spent a couple weeks in Barcelona. One day we were eating al fresco in a restaurant somewhere along the riverfront and listening to two gypsies play just alongside. All of a sudden, my husband noticed they were playing a Bulgarian song. We started up a conversation and, sure enough, they were from Bulgaria and spending the summer in Barcelona, earning money as street musicians. They were quite homesick and glad to speak Bulgarian with us.

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    • nomadsoftoday
      August 14, 2015 @ 1:23 pm

      Love this story! Thank you for sharing and keep traveling.

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