Kidnapped In Bulgaria

I was kidnapped in Bulgaria. Martin, the man I met the day before, showed up at my hotel the next morning; loaded my bicycle and belongings into his car; drove me into the middle of Bulgaria with his wife Magdalena; took me to a house where I learned how to make “pepper ketchup;” and was force fed a traditional Bulgarian meal with the young couple’s family. What a great day!

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