Bulgaria is a Red Pilled Bastion of Western Civilization
A country not living on its knees where men are men, women are women, and babas are round.
Update: Like anywhere, Bulgaria is a changing, complicated, and nuanced place (which my year-1 impressions, articulated here, barely capture). But it’s where I’ve found the beauty, meaning, decency, and freedom that I ultimately sought as a self-determined man, that’s why it’s where I live.
Hello, fellow red-pilled man! I’m here to tell you about this beautiful country that you may not have heard much about…
I’m an American digital nomad guy who’s been living here for over a year, I’ve lived abroad for six years now in a couple of different countries and see more of a future for myself here than elsewhere. Bulgaria offers almost all of the quality of life, accouterments, and conveniences that you’ll find in any of the developed western “democracies” but without the overwhelming feminism, globalism, “diversity” and cultural self-loathing — you might think that you would have to choose between one or the other — but surprisingly here in this little country on the southeastern edge of Europe I’ve found both.
The Women
This is probably what you’re most interested in so let’s talk about it first!
From my article Seducing Sofia (Bulgaria):
Bulgarian women are aesthetically a whole lot closer to my fantasy girl; they are curvier and a little darker than Ukrainians yet refreshingly elegant and well put together compared to the frumpilicious Romanians. A Bulgarka trotting down the avenue in her heels, form-fitting jeans, and fashionable scarf could easily be confused for a light-skinned Colombiana, until she opened her mouth and spoke quite competent English.
Most of the Eastern European woman stereotypes apply; they are feminine and pleasant, relatively submissive, and take extra care of their appearance but they don’t have a ton of personality and aren’t really chatty like the modern western woman of Anglo extraction is and they don’t have a lot of money.
At least in Sofia, while not nearly as feminist as say, German women, the women are modern European women…
- They speak English well.
- Most of them attend college and are eager to discuss their careers.
- They are more family-oriented. Almost all of them come from nuclear families who they seem to respect and love.
- I’ve met zero single mothers. I’m sure there are some here but I’ve met none in my social circle or dating here.
- They are a little religious, they attend eastern church service a couple of times a year but most are not pious practicing Christians.
- I don’t meet a lot of married young women as I have elsewhere in Eastern Europe.
- Like Latinas, you kiss them on both cheeks when greeting them, if you’re more or less acquainted.
- Ukrainians age better, although most Bulgarian women over 35 are still relatively attractive and skinny. So if you’re considering a long-term investment, take a good look at her mother and ask yourself if you in 20 years would be happy with an approximation of that in your bed every night.
I’ve slept with two women here, I’m not sure if that’s enough experience to rate the general sluttiness of the Bulgarkis but based upon my experience and that of other guys I’ve talked with they are probably easier than Russian or Ukrainian girls but will require more investment than a Western woman who you can hook up with two hours after meeting them.
A witty and in-depth discussion with my hot Bulgarian wife about the chapter Dating and Marrying Exotic Foreign Women, from my new book for men…
Progressivism and Political Correctness
There’s a little progressivism here but it really doesn’t seem to be gaining traction.
Regularly attending English language meetup groups here and elsewhere I’ve found the conversational content of these kinds of meetups to be a bit dull; usually limited to generic questions about where you’re from, where you’ve visited, what foods you’ve tried, etc. But here we would have these wide-ranging philosophical discussions about history, sex, politics, business, morality, and religion. At the meetups, I told them about the #MeToo hysteria in the west and retroactive sexual consent laws which they found baffling. No way you could discuss those sorts of things with strangers in the west without triggering and offending someone!
I’ve met zero self-identified feminists here and more than a couple of women who seemed to revile feminism.
Private firearm ownership is not common but not outlawed like in many cucked European countries. A firearm permit can be obtained even by foreigners if you join a shooting club, learn Bulgarian, and jump through some other hoops.
Communism was not quite as cruel and tyrannical to Bulgarians as it was to Romanians or Russians but Bulgarians have a healthy skepticism of socialism and leftism.
Quality of Life
After spending time in over 25 countries Bulgaria is probably the best compromise I’ve found for quality of life vs cost of living.
The speed and reliability of the Wifi really matter to me and in Bulgaria, you will not be disappointed! It’s very fast, almost everywhere in the country. It’s certainly better than in Spain and Germany, two countries I spent some time in.
In a year of living in the country, I’ve generally felt very safe. My Bulgarian friends have advised me that petty violence is pretty rare here. So while you should always watch your back walking home from a bar you don’t need to worry much. The exception to this might be the neighborhoods or street corners where gypsies hang around; women steer clear of these areas after dark. At cafes, I’ve seen many Bulgarians leave their laptops sitting at a table unattended. You don’t need to be really paranoid about a petty criminal stealing your stuff every time you turn your back. In a year in the country, the worst thing to happen to me was a taxi driver who ripped me off late one night.
The Capital Sofia
I found Sofia to be quite cosmopolitan, I never ran out of entertainment options. There’s a wide spectrum of fine dining restaurants, hole-in-the-wall joints, and cafes where you can sit outside and enjoy the sunshine. Unlike many European capitals, there’s no river running through it with a corresponding riverfront district but there is a big pedestrian boulevard lined with all sorts of great places to eat, drink and be merry.
The nightclubs and nightlife don’t quite measure up to what I experienced in Denver (where I’m from), Western Europe, or Medellin, Colombia but I certainly wasn’t bored by the nightlife. There’s a good scene for salsa and Kizomba dancing.
Apparently, the city has over 70 escape rooms, of which I did several with my friends. Which was a blast! Highly recommended!
Every day I would stroll right past a cool archaeological site downtown and the well-preserved ruins of the ancient Roman city of Serdika.
The city has an abundance of parks and green spaces.
Being the bourgeois blogger I am I revile public transport and usually insist upon being chauffeured around in the finest of little yellow taxi cabs BUT the few times I took public transport it was clean and very functional. The Sofia metro is very modern and on par with the metro in Germany and my native Denver, Colorado.
There is no Uber in Sofia but there’s an intuitive app called TaxiMe that is almost as good. I’ve never had to wait more than 10 minutes for a taxi using it. A 15-minute taxi ride across town would cost $5 — $7.
Some of the streets, sidewalks, and old buildings are kind of beat up and crumbling but it’s not nearly as bad as in some parts of Eastern Europe that I’ve visited. At least in Sofia, the infrastructure seems pretty on par with anywhere in western Europe. Although you do see some of those ugly communist apartment blocks around town.
Cost of Living
My meager freelancer income buys me a pretty fabulous existence here…
I rented a room in a (not opulent but not terrible) flat right in the center of the city for about $300 monthly.
A date night dinner and drinks at a fancy restaurant are about $20.
Groceries are pretty good value, my weekly budget for the two simple healthy meals I eat a day at home was about $45 a week even accounting for some of the fancier organic foodstuffs I like. Like in many poorer countries eating out is often a better value, a tasty sandwich or salad at a cafe is about $3, and a filling sushi dish at a nicer restaurant is about $10. A decent beer is about $3, a glass of wine is even cheaper, and the shitty local beer is almost free.
I became a regular at the best cafe in town that served quality coffee which satisfied my snobbish tastes. A strong cafe Americano costs about $1.50.
Nightclub cover charges are seldom more than $5.
My 4G cellphone data plan with 20 gigs costs about $10 monthly but they gave me a discount because of my bad eyes. Which is the first time that’s ever happened to me.
The most outstanding value I found was a 24/7 accessible coworking space (in a not-amazing location} for $40 a month.
My gym membership here is about $20 a month.
I got a very relaxing but not exactly therapeutic (and not sexy) 60 massage for about $22 which is a pretty good value.
We took several romantic weekend getaway mini-vacations to the seaside. These decadent weekends of fine food, booze, sun, and sexytime always ended up costing less than $150 in total.
Update: the cost of living in Bulgaria has since increased, but it’s still a good value.
The Culture
This is southeastern Europe so think of Eastern European stereotypes of Slavic stoicism with a bit of southern European charm and hospitality.
The Bulgarian mentality seems pretty healthy to me. They are proud of their little nation that has been around in one form or another for over a millennium. Their national psyche still seems to be overcoming the trauma of communism, they have some inbred humility unlike Russians or the French. Bulgarian men are hardworking and generally reliable but not particularly ambitious. Bulgarians have a quintessentially middle-class mindset.
In this little country of only 7 million people, Bulgarians have a healthy in-group preference and desire for self-preservation.
They seem to really like Americans despite our bombing their cities into rubble in world war two. They also like the cheeky Anglo-British sense of humor and accent.
The People
I was quite impressed with the general cultural sophistication of (especially) the young people. A number of young Bulgarians have read Tolstoy, Dostoevsky, and Ayn Rand. They have a cogent understanding of the more recent history of the world wars and the soviet union.
Many young Bulgarians have remarkably good English — better than what you’ll hear in the Denver neighborhood I grew up in. My friend Nikolay here out of the blue dropped the word profane to describe the local pop music and once my girlfriend was describing a novel and she said, “that book is very… grandiloquent.”
They regard themselves as offspring of the Byzantines and the Thracians. They enjoy relaying stories and legends of saints and heroes of their past.
Walking around Sofia people generally dress in a non-retarded way. A lot of guys look professional in suits or dress shirts and women look feminine wearing casual summer dresses or skirts. I’d love to see more Bulgarian women dressing in the traditional long Slavic gowns but am just happy that they don’t seem to be succumbing to the lazy hipster-style sweatpants and tennis shoes look like many of Europe’s women are.
Bulgarians do like to smoke and drink but it’s not as bad as in some Eastern European countries. In over a year here I’m yet to encounter drunk Bulgarians making asses out of themselves.
The men are generally competent and hardworking. My landlord is a gruff yet friendly guy, when I signed my lease I worried to myself: How is this guy going to screw me over with this lease? But a year later he’s been a pretty fair and honest landlord that fixed things when they were broken.
Interestingly here women’s middle names are always their father’s first names and there’s no way to change them. You’re stuck with your father’s name for life. Their surname changes when they marry like elsewhere in the world.
Male Female Dynamics
A lot of the problems of feminism and cultural decline that we bemoan in the manosphere are manifestations of economic forces on humans.
Take my hometown of Denver, Colorado — for the past 10 years it’s gone through incredible economic boom times; job and business opportunities abound there. Thus, it’s earned the nickname Menver because it’s attracted so many men in search of the best job market. I’ve seen more than a few of my old blue-pilled friends and acquaintances on Facebook complaining about the ultra-competitive sexual marketplace for men — or as they experience it, how hard it is to just get a nice girlfriend. Thus, the single men of Denver will need to do A LOT of personal development, hit the gym, or drop some serious coin on the most fly threads (that or start dealing cocaine, become a nightclub DJ, or a “model photographer”) to receive sex, affection, and (perhaps) commitment from a pool of single women that are increasingly slovenly, overweight and entitled.
In Bulgaria, you have the opposite dynamic
The economy and job market here are not quite as bad as in say Greece or Ukraine, but most ambitious young men are eager to move to London or Germany for better job prospects, in fact, the emigration of young people is one of the driving factors of population decline in Bulgaria (I don’t think population decline is necessarily a bad thing though). Thus more young Bulgarian women are watching their girlish figures, dressing in an alluring, feminine style, and generally being nice in hopes of locking down one of the dwindling number of attractive single young Bulgarian men in the country. An Airbnb host of mine was a guy who was, frankly, a loser; he had poor personal hygiene, mediocre personality and style, and unimpressive career prospects. During the evenings he would sit around watching soccer and drinking crappy beer alone BUT he actually had a more or less cute young girlfriend — no way that guy would have a girlfriend in Menver!
The Weather
I found Bulgaria quite a bastion from the soul-chilling (and sock-soaking) winter of Eastern Europe. I arrived in early Jan, the Balkan winter is downright moderate compared to Romania and Ukraine. During the Bulgarian winter, you get about 45 days of really cold weather and slippery sidewalks.
Bulgaria assuaged my Vitamin D deficiency, many days were sunny and I could hang out on my patio. During the spring and summer, it rained about every other day for a few hours, not a torrential downpour but it’s a good idea to bring an umbrella with you. If you’re a nomadic seducer in Europe, looking to geoarbitrage your lifestyle and income, Bulgaria is a great option during the colder months. As you can see in this video blog about meditation that I filmed in the center, the weather is gloomy but not bad enough to keep you holed up in your flat…
If you’re not sold yet on Bulgaria…
I’ll add that it’s relatively undiscovered by the nomadic PUA/digital nomad crowd, unlike someplace like Ukraine or Colombia where western men flock like the salmon of Capistrano in search of some femininity and cultural sanity.
In case you’re wondering, that cover image at the top is the Asen Monument in the center of beautiful Veliko Târnovo. According to the tourism website, it commemorates the…
uprising of Asen and Petar, which led to the liberation of Bulgaria from the Byzantine Empire. The sword located in the middle is a symbol of the power and prosperity of the Second Bulgarian Kingdom.
It really is a beautiful place!
Наздраве! (Nazdrave)
