I stood in the Lost Luggage section at Sofia airport, Bulgaria, watching my friend Milena speak to the airport official in Bulgarian. I hoped she was giving him a good tongue-lashing! Here I was in a foreign country, come to attend a wedding, and thanks to my luggage being lost, all I had to wear for the next few days was the pink t-shirt dress and ragged jeans I’d boarded the plane in! A form was filled. I signed, unable to understand a word of the Cyrillic script, which did have a few English... read more
