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Hi, I'm Rick Steves, back
with more of the best of Europe.

This time I'm surrounded
by Slavic culture...

it's Bulgaria!
Thanks for joining us.

♪♪

Relatively
unknown and underappreciated,

Bulgaria is a country
I've long enjoyed

for the surprises it offers
the curious traveler.

A crossroads of civilizations,
it offers a fascinating story.

Bulgaria is a land
of rich culture,

with a modern vitality.

Its capital has
a stunning cathedral.

Folk traditions
are alive and well.

A mountain monastery cradles
Bulgaria's spiritual soul.

Craftspeople
keep traditions alive,

and roses offer
a fragrant harvest.

With glittering treasures
from ancient tombs

and decrepit monuments
to a difficult 20th century,

it's a surprising land
where this means yes:

Da.

and this means no:

Ne.

In the southeast
of Europe,

Bulgaria sits at the east
end of the Balkan Peninsula.

From Sofia, we visit
Rila Monastery,

head north to Veliko Tarnovo,

explore the Thracian Plain,
and finish in Plovdiv.

Sofia may be the capital

of one of the poorest countries
in the European Union,

but you wouldn't know
it strolling

its vibrant boulevards.

With a million people,
Sofia is delightfully livable.

It has an airy,
open street plan...

fine old architecture...

lush parks...

and a relaxed pace of life.

The city is named
for "Holy Wisdom,"

represented by this statue
of Sveta Sofia.

She proudly tops a column
marking the center of town.

Because of its
strategic position,

Bulgaria sits
on layers of history.

From ancient Greeks and Romans
to fearsome Slavic warriors,

from Ottoman pashas
to Cold War communists,

each left its mark.

In this town, any where you dig,

you find ancient ruins --
bits of Roman Sofia.

Preserving its rich heritage
is a priority,

and the city's infrastructure

is built around
its archeological treasures.

Every day commuters
walk by reminders

of Sofia's distant past.

Bulgaria's complicated history
has made it a melting pot.

And with its ethnic diversity
came different religions.

Here in Sofia,
within a few steps,

you've got mosques, churches,
and a synagogue.

Most Bulgarians --
like Russians and Greeks --

are Orthodox Christians,

and the Orthodox
tradition stretches

from here far to the East.

And this mosque survives

from five centuries
of Ottoman rule.

Today, one in every ten
Bulgarian citizens is Muslim,

whose ancestors
came from Turkey.

A block away is one
of Europe's largest synagogues.

Bulgaria was one of the
only countries in Nazi territory

that refused to turn its Jewish
population over to Hitler.

None of Bulgaria's
49,000 Jews

were deported to
concentration camps.

I'm joined by
my Bulgarian friend

and fellow tour guide,
Stefan Bozadzhiev,

who's my teacher

for all things
Bulgarian -- including

some fun little insights.

How many springs
in Sofia like this?

-We have more than 40.
And this is just one of them.

-And the people, why do they
like this so much?

-Because they'll have eternal
life if they drink it.

-So, this is healthy water,
then?

-Very healthy. Try!

-It's warm...

-Yeah...
-It's mineral-y...

-Yes, a little bit sulfur,
probably?

-I'm feeling better already.
It's nice.

-I see it in your eyes!

-Sofia prides itself
on its mineral springs,

which attracted
the first settlers

here in ancient times.

And to this day, these
perpetually flowing water taps

are appreciated
by the locals.

And the city even has
an actual yellow brick road.

These bricks were a gift

from Austria's Emperor
Franz Josef,

who, after what must have been
a muddy visit in 1907,

wanted to encourage Sofia
to pave its streets.

The bricks lead
to Sofia's cathedral,

one of the largest Orthodox
churches in Christendom.

It's the only national church

I can think of that's named

for a sainted military hero
of a different country:

Alexander Nevsky of Russia.

The Bulgarians feel
a Slavic kinship

with Russia -- which, in 1878,

helped liberate them
from centuries of Ottoman rule.

This church was built to honor
the Russian soldiers

who died to free Bulgaria

from the so-called
"Turkish yoke."

Russian architects
designed the church

with a mix of Russian
and Neo-Byzantine styles.

Its cascading gold
and copper domes

are striking from every angle.

Inside, you're immersed

in the glow
of Orthodox tradition.

Walls glitter with gold
and silver icons,

all from the early 20th century.

Worshippers show their devotion

with the help of sacred images.

The elaborate marble iconostasis

separates parishioners
from the main altar.

It's lined with saints,

including the church's
namesake, Alexander Nevsky.

The faithful light candles
to help power their prayers:

lower-level candelabras
are for the deceased;

higher-level ones represent
prayers for the living.

Sofia has lots
of sprawling parks,

offering apartment dwellers

a green and inviting
space to hang out.

And many of the parks
come with heavy reminders

of a tough 20th century.

After World War II, Bulgaria
ended up in the Soviet Bloc.

Even though Bulgaria
was famously docile

under Russian rule,

life under communism
wasn't easy here.

And today, while
enthusiastically part of the EU,

Bulgaria still wrestles
with its communist legacy.

Although
the communists are gone,

their architectural heritage
still looms large.

At Sofia's main intersection,

today's parliament offices

fill the Stalinist-style

former Communist Party
Headquarters.

All over Bulgaria,
controversy swirls around

crumbling communist-era
monuments -- like this one.

Should they be
allowed to stand,

or should they be torn down?

Many have already been removed
and are displayed here

at Sofia's Museum
of Socialist Art.

In this garden
of communist propaganda, Lenin,

who once topped
the main pillar

in the center of town,
still faces the storm.

The red star,
which for 50 years

capped the city's
grandest edifice,

no longer inspires.

And Georgi Dimitrov,
the "Bulgarian Lenin,"

is simply ignored.

Today, these statues seem to
preach their outdated ideology

only to each other.

We're driving deep into
the mountains south of Sofia.

The peaceful beech forests
seem a world away

from the big city.

Finally, we reach
Rila Monastery --

fortress
on the outside...

spiritual sanctuary inside.

Within its walls,
you feel

something special-both
sacred and timeless.

Founded in the 10th century,

Rila Monastery was a stronghold

for Bulgarian faith,
language,

and culture during nearly
500 years of Ottoman rule.

And today, it remains
the country's

revered national treasure.

This beautiful place has been
a holy site and refuge

for over a thousand years.

The monastery is still home
to a handful of monks

who host both tourists
and pilgrims.

This bell tower, the oldest
surviving part of the monastery,

served as a final refuge
in case of attack.

The iconic church
is surrounded

by a graceful arcade.

Under the arcade
vivid 19th-century

frescoes depict Bible stories,

peopled by angels and devils,

saints, and sinners.

Here's St. John of
Rila,

who, seeking
a hermetic way of life,

founded this remote monastery
in the year 927.

These scenes shows
the 40 days of trials

your soul goes through
after death.

A guardian angel accompanies
the soul --

represented by a small child --

through
a gauntlet of temptations.

This place feels so venerable.
Did you come here as a child?

-Yes -- actually, many times
with my family.

It was a favorite
destination.

-So, why is Rila so important to
the Bulgarian people?

-Because actually our most
favorite, most beloved saint,

St. Ivan Rilski,
was buried nearby.

-Okay, so, this is, like,
you could say,

the Jerusalem for
the Bulgarian people.

-Absolutely. The heart of every
single Bulgarian

belongs to this place, belongs
to this monastery here.

-You come here and celebrate
Bulgaria.

-We celebrate Bulgaria
and the Bulgarian spirit.

-Driving across Bulgaria,

traffic is sparse,
roads are good,

and -- since we're here
in the spring --

everything is green and fertile.

Our next stop is Bulgaria's
medieval capital,

Veliko Tarnovo.

One of Europe's most
dramatically set cities,

it winds through a misty gorge

at a sharp bend
of the Yantra River.

The town is shaped like
a natural amphitheater.

It's more vertical
than horizontal,

with a mix of blocky
modern construction

and traditional
Bulgarian homes.

The ruins of its fortress
are a reminder

of the city's importance
800 years ago.

They mark the site
of the heavily

fortified headquarters of
a long-gone Bulgarian kingdom.

This towering monument
commemorates

that vast and mighty realm.

It was ruled by
the Asen dynasty.

According to legend,
the Asen brothers planted

a sword on this spot

and said, "Here shall
be Bulgaria."

This was a golden age
for Bulgaria --

the 13th and 14th centuries,

when its empire dominated
the Balkan Peninsula,

and stretched all
the way to Ukraine.

Today's locals have
different aspirations.

And a walk along
Veliko Tarnovo's crafts street

reveals a thriving folk culture
with opportunities

to watch artisans at work.

Rumi carves
with a keen eye.

Rashko paints icons
with a delicate touch.

Nina skillfully
turns clay into art.

Meanwhile, her son finishes
each piece with patterns

that go back centuries.

[ Hammering ]

Todor the silversmith --

with his strong hands
and distinctive technique --

transforms strips
and strands of metal

into exquisite jewelry.

And, nearby, a folkloric dance
troupe shares

their traditional music.

[ Singing in native language ]

Leaving Veliko Tarnovo,

we cross over
the Balkan Mountains.

At the top of Shipka Pass,

a memorial marks
the site where, in 1877,

a combined Bulgarian
and Russian army

finally turned the tide

in the battle
against the Ottomans.

This pivotal battle led
to the eventual demise

of the Ottoman Empire

and to the creation
of the modern,

independent country of Bulgaria.

Down in the valley,
golden domes mark Shipka Church,

which honors the sacrifice

of those Russian
and Bulgarian troops.

Built by Russia a century ago,

it's a fine example of the
exuberant "Muscovite-style."

Capping a nearby ridge,
miles from anything,

is one of the most bizarre
sights I've seen anywhere:

Buzludzha, an abandoned monument

to the Bulgarian
Communist Party.

This gigantic conference hall
was built in the 1980s,

in the waning days
of communist rule.

With the end of the Cold War

and the arrival of capitalism,
it was abandoned.

Today, the lyrics of the
international communist anthem

are literally
falling off the walls.

And graffiti makes it clear
who won the Cold War.

Venturing inside,
we discover an eerie,

crumbling world
of vandalized propaganda,

a roof that's barely held up
by its hammer and sickle,

and disintegrating mosaics --
once so proud,

and now just an artifact
of a failed system.

The Thracian Plain,

defined by Bulgaria's
two major mountain ranges,

was a busy funnel of trade
throughout ancient times.

Four centuries before Christ,

back when Socrates and Plato

were doing their thing
in Athens,

about 300 miles to the south --

Bulgaria was
known as "Thrace."

The Thracians were
an impressive civilization.

We've learned a lot about them
through their tombs.

Thracians buried their royalty
in distinctive,

dome-shaped tombs
that were covered in earth.

Dozens of these tombs

are scattered
across the valley,

along with hundreds
of decoy mounds

designed to fool
grave robbers.

Buried deep under
those piles of earth,

the tombs were impressive
engineering feats

from 300 years before Christ.

And this replica
tomb demonstrates

how even in the afterlife,

the deceased would be surrounded

by comforting images.

So, what do we have?

-We have the Thracian king who
is buried here

and the royal banquet
with the gods,

musicians, servants,
horses.

And on the top of it,
we have races with chariots,

which is a part of
a funeral procession.

-Tombs held a trove
of golden treasure,

now displayed in museums
throughout Bulgaria.

This bronze head
of a powerful

king humanizes those
ancient Thracians.

This region is also called
the "Valley of the Roses."

And we're here just in time
for the rose harvest.

[ Singing in native language ]

Vast fields of roses
bloom overnight.

Workers rise before the sun

to quickly hand-pick
the new blooms.

They need to work early,

before the rising sun
evaporates the essential oils.

While the fields smell sweet,
the work is hard.

At the distillery, millions
of blooms are quickly unloaded.

Freshness
is critical.

The bags of roses
are stacked high

before being dumped
into the stills.

So many flowers
and so much hard work.

The essential oils evaporate,
then re-condense...

like fragrant moonshine.

The payoff: a wide variety
of rose oil products,

appreciated both abroad
and at home.

Kazanlak, the main town
of the valley,

is especially festive in May.

And we happened to drop
in on a national holiday.

It's the Day
of Slavic Culture.

Throughout the country, school's
out and people are celebrating.

Like much of
the Slavic world,

Bulgaria uses
the Cyrillic alphabet.

And today, flowers
are laid at a monument

to Cyril and Methodius,

the missionary saints
who invented the Cyrillic script

to help introduce Christianity

to the Slavs back
in the 9th century.

It's a great excuse
for a parade:

a celebration not only
of their alphabet,

but of the Bulgarian language
and culture in general.

And it seems the entire town
has turned out for the event.

Our final stop is Bulgaria's
most enjoyable city,

Plovdiv -- with a history going
back centuries before Christ.

From its ruined acropolis,

it's easy to see the hills

upon which ancient
Plovdiv was built.

In the fourth century B.C.,
it was called Philippopolis...

the "City of Philip" --

he was the father
of Alexander the Great.

Centuries later,
the Roman Emperor Trajan

built this
5,000-seat theater.

The stage wall
is mostly intact.

The stony seats are etched
with their original numbers.

And the functioning theater

remains a part
of the community to this day.

On the surrounding hillsides,

Plovdiv's atmospheric Old Town

is a showcase of delightful
buildings from the 1800s --

a time when the ruling
Ottoman Empire was in decline

and Bulgarian cultural
pride was on the rise.

The style: "Bulgarian
National Revival."

One of the finest examples
is open to the public.

Hindliyan House was decorated

to the taste
of its merchant owner.

Elegant in its day,
it still feels lived-in,

with opulent seating rooms...

fine furnishings...

even a rose water fountain.

Souvenir wall paintings show off

some of the merchant's
far-flung business travels,

from Stockholm to Venice.

Nearby is a museum
celebrating the work

of the Bulgarian artist
Zlatyu Boyadzhiev.

Boyadzhiev -- this is
a self-portrait

with his wife -- was already
a well-established artist

when his health took
a terrible turn.

In 1951, he suffered a stroke,

which made his right
hand useless.

But that didn't stop him.

He picked up the brush
in his left hand

and learned to paint
brilliantly

in a completely different style.

Over the next 25 years,

he reveled in bright colors
with a childlike exuberance,

slapping thick,

Van Gogh-like
brushstrokes onto the canvas.

Boyadzhiev's best works feature

timeless slices of peasant life:

Back in pagan times,
people prayed not in temples,

but under trees.

Locals sit around
a public fountain

sipping glasses of wine.

Peasant women cluster
around a fire,

knitting as they eke out warmth.

A fattened pig is slaughtered
as townsfolk gather.

The importance of community
is celebrated --

and each weathered face
tells a story.

It's dinnertime,
and Stefan is taking us out

for a meal of updated
Bulgarian classics.

Prices are low here,
making even a splurge

like this surprisingly
affordable.

So, what is this drink, then?

-This is a traditional
Bulgarian drink,

and it is called "rakia."

-So, it's unusual for me to have
the firewater with the salad.

Is that typical in Bulgaria?

-It's very traditional
in Bulgaria.

And we sayNazdráve!

-Nazdráve!
-To your health.

-To your health.
Nazdráve!

You like it?
-Yes. Yes, of course.

-Now, this is funny
in Bulgaria --

you went "yes."

-Yes, of course.
-It's confusing

for a tourist because
we go "yes,"

and what is "no"?
-Ne. Ne.

-Ne. So, "no" --
-Yes.

-Da, ne.
-Okay.

Stefan, can I have another sip
of my rakia, please?

-Ne.
-No?

[ Laughter ]

As the second course arrives

it's clear that
Bulgarian cusine

is a tasty mix
of the many cultures

that have influenced
this country.

You know, this is, frankly,
more interesting

than I would expect --

when you go to "Eastern Europe,"

you think of potatoes, kraut,
and heavy meat,

but this is -- it feels more
Mediterranean.

-Yes, actually, you're right --

Bulgaria is a crossroads of
civilizations.

Between the north and south,
east and west.

-You got Mediterranean, so it's
a little bit of Greece,

a little bit of Turkey,
and a lot of Bulgaria.

-And a lot of Bulgaria.

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-While most tourists stick to
the cobbled old town,

modern Plovdiv has
plenty to offer, as well.

Just steps away
is the vibrant

and fun-loving corner of town

called the "Mousetrap."

Newly revitalized,
this artsy district

is where foodies and creative
young people congregate.

Thanks to some
progressive policies,

the graffiti in this
neighborhood seems to add to,

rather than detract
from, the ambience.

In Plovdiv, as in many
European cities,

local leaders understand

that buildings are
going to be tagged anyway.

Their pragmatic solution?

Commission only the best street
artists to create art,

rather than eyesores.

Plovdiv is a city
with many personalities,

built upon layers of history:

Under the 14th-century
Ottoman mosque,

they've excavated
an ancient stadium.

And these ruins have
been artfully integrated

into 21st-century life.

They kick off Plovdiv's
liveliest pedestrian boulevard,

where people promenade
in style, past inviting parks

and sidewalk cafés.

At this crossroads
of civilizations,

today's Bulgarians
have blended old

and new into a culture
distinctly their own.

Bulgaria
is a great place to travel.

A place where East
and West mix harmoniously.

The result: a land that's both
exotic and fun to visit.

Thanks for joining us.
I'm Rick Steves.

Until next time,
keep on travelin'.

Da. Ne.

Da. Ne.

Girls: -Da. -Rick: Yes.
Girls: -Ne. -Rick: No.

From that so-called
Turkish yoke.

-This is the royal dome here.

-Ow. I hurt my head.
Let's try again.