Beer and Fanta

We came back inside for a drink and were also treated to a conversation with the slightly crazy bar woman. She had a slightly deranged look to her like life had beaten her down. And indeed she moaned that she hates living in the city (for 40 years) but loves to come here where it is peaceful and where she's worked for 10 years. Like a second home she says. But back in Sofia life is hard with work and money. Her English wasn't great but wasn't really necessary. We sat and enjoyed the drinks in a quite dated interior. Indeed paint had peeled off in many places and chunks of the ceiling were missing.