Border: A Journey to the Edge of Europe – Kapka Kassabova – Quotes

The weeks went by in the Village in the Valley, and I felt dark and heavy like the plums in the abandoned gardens. The sizzle of insects intensified with the fragrant decay of summer. I didn’t even have the motivation to take myself to the beach anymore. My sense of impasse was mixed with languor, …

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Border: A Journey to the Edge of Europe – Kapka Kassabova

I read Street Without a Name by Kassabova two years ago and it was my first book by a Bulgarian author. After enjoying it immensely as soon as I had the chance I bought Border. But it took me some time to get to reading it. As it often happens, the reason for it was …

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Street Without a Name: Childhood and Other Misadventures in Bulgaria – Kapka Kassabova – Quotes

And now our Rorschach blur spills into the building of the world's worst-named airport, Vrajdebna. It means 'hostile'. At around that point, I began to suspect that something was wrong with us, or with where we lived. It was the mud. I watched my mother wash the pram from top to bottom every time we …

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Street Without a Name: Childhood and Other Misadventures in Bulgaria – Kapka Kassabova

I bought this book during my February trip to Daunt Books, where I was completely enchanted by the way the books are organized, by country rather than by genre or author. As I never read anything by a Bulgarian author I decided to close this gap and Kassabova's book was a good start I must …

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