Nestled in the Rhodope Mountains of southern Bulgaria, Bachkovo Monastery has hid in craggy recesses since 1083. I have not been to Bulgaria in a couple years, last time during a rail tour of the Balkans. My jet lag addled brain greatly appreciated the peaceful mountain air and serenity of the monastery. Beyond the beautiful iconography and architecture, I enjoyed viewing traditional tomato sauce canning via cauldron. Steam veiled froth-filled vats until jars were plucked from within with wrought iron tongs. I am in the capital city of Sofia for one more night before heading to the town of Panagyurishte, home of the original flag used to rally the rebellion against the Ottomans and an intriguing egg dish.