On saturday morning Mr. Strong called a cab, he was about to take me to Sofia airport. My vacation in Bulgaria was in its end, I had to leave back home. Mr. Strong would follow me in few weeks, he had some unfinished business to do.
We arrived to airport exactly 1.15pm. I had booked another kind of flight, that would leave in fifteen minutes, so we said quick goodbyes, and then I had hurry to catch my balloon!