More than a decade ago, archeologists in Sozopol stumbled upon something that they were hoping to find. Just a few metres away from the Doctor’s House and right above the nearly 13-metre-tall cliff known to locals as Gadzheli, they uncovered the remains of the Northen Tower which had stood at the
June greets us with the sounds of nature’s awakening. The uneven cries of seagulls perched on the wooden banister of a balcony facing the deep sea. The incessant chirping of swallows gathered in groups on the taut electric wires above the empty cobbled streets, just minutes before they dart towards
“I have my own theory about my illness”, he concluded with a certain air of importance, wiping away the sweat of his forehead with the back of his hand. “We were discussing this with that young doctor the day before yester-day, and he started telling me how I shouldn’t drink, smoke, eat anything
There are places that take such a hold on you that you simply do not want to let go. Sozopol is such a place.
On this beautiful peninsular piece of land time has brought together present, past, traditions, art, the sea and plenty of romance …
