A few years ago, a small small Bulgarian company, Dyulgeri (builders) in Varna, froze among the high eaves of the stone houses in a marvelous heroic city. At the foot of a green mountain among silver pine trees and elies sleep the quiet town of Koprivshtitsa. Among the frost, the night glowing windows and thin smoke from the old chimneys carried the smell of borin. There, the masters from a distant end of shelter sought endlessly.
In the morning, when the sun was softly flattered, the sun shimmering the shadows and lightening the ridges and forests, an idea was already given to the Dyulgeries – “For dear guests from faraway beautiful houses, we will build.” And here, after months of hard work, in the midst of the lush meadows at the foot of the hill, three dense houses shimmered more white than the snow. And with a good word they mention the Dyulgeries built not only with their hands, but also with heart, for the good of this city. There is a continuation of the story, but if you want to be part of it, come to this wonderful city, to the very end, to the ruinous river, where you will experience precious moments!