I flew straight from Barcelona to Sofia (via Milan).. and the contrast was clear. From Gaudi to beaten-up soviet style apartment blocks, and roads with enormous pot holes after the harsh winter. In fact, one of my colleagues had to rush away from a dinner because his mother-in-law had flipped his wife's car (with his baby daughter luckily in a proper restraint in the back seat) after clipping a huge pot-hole. When I asked him afterwards he said "my daughter is fine, the car needs work, and I dont give a F&&% about the mother in law!"
Had a great trip, and finished up all the work in time to fly home and see the boys in the school production of Hansel and Gretel (see next post).