On Saturday morning, I met my Bulgarian tutor I. and her husband J. to go to Borisova Gradina to pick up garbage. It was a beautiful day for picking up garbage. The sun was out but the air was cool. I wore my thicker coat which was perfect in the shade but a little too much for the sunny spots.

We were given plastic garbage bags, gloves and some vague directions as to where we should go to pick up garbage. Basically the wooded areas are in most need because what little park staff there is only picks up garbage along the actual paths. So off we went.

There was lots of garbage to pick up. I picked up lots of beer bottles and plastic water bottles. At one point while picking up empty cigarette boxes, I realized that I couldn't really see I. &amp; J. any more. That's when I thought: I'll be damned if I find a dead body in the park all by myself. If I am going to find a dead body I'd rather find it with I. &amp; J. So I caught back up with them. Then I picked up more condom wrappers than I've ever wanted to with a sharp stick. I purposefully didn't look very hard for the condoms. For the record this was the one time I was really glad that there was already good leaf cover on the ground.

Between the three of us, we collected 6 large bags of garbage. It was very satisfying to have done so. The only problem is that I spent the rest of the day noticing garbage <em>EVERYWHERE.</em>

After 90 minutes of collecting garbage, we headed off to find a coffee and sit in the sun. This was great fun. Everyone was having such a great time in the park and we were too.

J. had to go to work (on a national holiday). Being a journalist is hard work.

I. and I went to check out a new French shop and then we went to Ma Baker for a rather late lunch. It was a wonderful way to spend the day in Sofia.