Monday I have arranged to go with Borko to a garage in Ruse to get the annual inspection done on the car. I am up early and at his house by 0700. Once at the garage there is a problem straight away as the inspector notices that my annual taxes have not been paid for the car. We had no idea you were supposed to pay taxes. Anyway, no drama, Borko takes me off to the local tax office to pay them. We have to wait around for half an hour for them to open but it does mean we are near the front of the queue. Once at the tellers window we are told that as I live in Targovishte municipality they have to be paid in that regions tax office. So off we go about 20kms to just over the border into our district. Borko by now should have gone off to work but he stayed with me, what a star. We are then told that the car has not been registered locally so I cannot pay taxes until that is done. This is not just a paper exercise, it means the car has to be issued with new number plates that indicate the region the taxes are paid in. This is a big problem and we abandon any further thoughts of doing this today. I will have to get this done tomorrow. Back home it is the last day of our visitors Reiki 1 course which they both passed. They both had a great time and learnt a lot from the experience so big smiles all round. After the course had finished they had to go home and we waved them a sad farewell. That evening it felt strange to have the place all to ourselves again.
Sunrise over the pool area
Tuesday up early and I head into the regions capital of Targovishte. I have searched the internet to find the office I need to go to to register the car with no luck. So my theory is if I head to the main Police station there they will point me in the right direction. They point me in the right direction of where the inspection office is but after half an hours fruitless driving up and down the road I cannot find it. My usual fallback is the taxi rank, explain where I want to go and follow the taxi to my destination if it is not on sat nav. So a taxi driver offers to lead me to the KAT station. I would never of found it. It was behind a restaurant, well out of town and not sign posted. Still I am here fairly early so hope this won't take too long. In my dreams. I queue to show the admin staff my vehicle and ID papers and am then issued with a number for my turn to have the car inspected. I am number 14 and they are currently inspecting vehicle 8. Cannot be too long of a wait. Two hours later we have not moved forward. Then all the shutters are pulled down and off to lunch they go. An hour later the shutters are opened but no inspections are started until a cup of coffee and three cigarettes are consumed by each of the two examiners. They are clearly in no rush. To cut a very very long story short I was there for six hours before being ushered forward!!!! Then my car is pulled into the garage. The number plates are removed and I have to take them back to the admin office. Queue again to get the paperwork stamped. Then go and queue at the cashier window to pay the fees. Then back to the admin window to get all the paperwork finalised. Then back to the garage where my new plates have been fitted. Phase one completed. But to be able to pay my taxes my insurance docs must have my new registration plate numbers on them so that is my next stop and was a fairly painless process thankfully. By now it is very late in the day and the tax offices are all closed so that is a job for tomorrow. Meanwhile whilst I am being frazzled stood around in the blazing sun all day Pammi is doing the deep clean of the let now our visitors have left, not sure who had the worst day.....
Piles of old number plates at the KAT station
This old bike was at the back of the garage in the testing station
Wednesday after the usual morning chores I head off to Opaka to our local tax office. To be fair it was fairly straightforward and the woman did not even shout that much at me (thank goodness I had pre-learnt all the main words I needed to use, so I must have made a bit of sense to her). Taxes paid I just had to go to the Police station again to have a paper stamped. Job done. Just the actual annual test to be done now but that will not be today. In the afternoon it is ridiculously hot so we decide to go and do the monthly shop and whilst in Ruse we can pop in and see Moni and Zo. On the way back we decide to pop into the swimming baths at Dve Mogili and grab a meal at the restaurant there. We had never been there before and whilst the pool was great the food was not. Opaka is so much better. Still it is all useful information for our visitors.
Marple and her new bone
Renovations start on the Mayors office
Renovation complete and looks really impressive
Thursday I go and get the car inspection done. I have been told there are three garages in Popovo that will do the inspection but again I can find no info online. I spend a while going to each garage in Popovo with no luck and despite asking for directions to the correct garage I am getting nowhere and am zigzagging through the town. So taxi rank it is then. I get the best directions yet and head off. No wonder I could not find it. It is literally in an estate of high rise flats and again no signage to tell you what they do. Again I had prepared my lines to tell them what I needed in Bulgarian and an hour later I walked away fully legal for another year. Thank goodness we won't have to go through all this next year, unless we change the car of course. Pammi has spent the day ironing sheets and finishing off the deep clean but it is so so hot that when I get home we both head for the shade to read and chill out. Even at 9pm it is still nearly 30 degrees and the overnight temperature has been 19.
Our new number plates after four days of queuing and waiting
Peppers
Cabbage
Tomatoes
Chilli's
Onions
Saturday is seriously hot again. Pammi weeds the kitchen garden then plants out some more lettuces before she prepares some tomato sauces for freezing. I do some gardening, digging up more potatoes, onions and peppers. Then for some crazy reason I think its a good idea to start clearing trees from the edge of the top land. The blazing sun soon shows me the error of my ways and we both abandon any more work for the shade of the vines. The rest of the day is spent chilling and reading. After our evening meal of courgettes, onions, garlic, tomatoes, aubergine and feta cheese with crushed potatoes cooked in the clay oven, we go for a stroll around the village and we pop in for a drink at the local bar. Evan, who we met a few weeks ago was there again and we were invited to join his table. We spent a pleasant hour with him and his friends before finishing our stroll and heading home.
Every single ingredient of this tomato sauce is from our garden
An evening at the local bar with Evan and his friends
Sunday we have a much needed lay in. The hot weather is seriously exhausting and no matter how much you rest during the day you always feel so tired. Today we have decided to just rest all day but Pammi cannot stand the heat so goes and cut down some long dresses to make summer ones and with the cut off fabric will be making tops. I did nothing but read all day. Bliss. So once the blog is written it will be meal time and a nice evening with the dogs in the relative cool of the vines in the courtyard.
The sun sets over the village
It is forecast for another sizzling week here again. Hope you all have a great week. Take care.

