Perhaps more than any other photo, this sums up life in Boychinovtsi from the perspective of an outsider: donkeys and grandmothers.
Typical Boychinovtsi scene.
Perhaps some remnants from communism.
The roads to and from and through Boychinovtsi are full of animal droppings and potholes, but they tell only part of the story.
Compote simmers while chickens feed.
The school where we taught English and studied Bulgarian.
The train station.
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