After a walking tour of riga with a man who had it in his mind that we cared about the architecure of the city rather than it's
Submitted by mcperret on Wed, 06/08/2008 - 9:22am.
After a walking tour of riga with a man who had it in his mind that we cared about the architecure of the city rather than it's sad history we went to the museum of occupation to actually learn something about this country. We ventured out to a supermarket literally on the wrong side of the tracks and stocked up on Balzam. Latvia's number one spirit. A dark, gloopy, enjoyably poisonous drink. After having a few glasses of the stuff with a young couple of inner london teachers we headed out to a fun bar with good beer, weird bridges over grated floors and the only dj i've ever seen who, on a whim, wacks out his trombone to give something extra to the mix which made me rave my shoes to literal destruction. After oversleeping by two hours we found the car had been broken into. A small window smashed on the side which we have gaffa'd up and the new radio removed. Its a bit of a blow but i suppose we're lucky they didn't take anything else. We reached the russian border at 8pm and after 5 hours of slow queues, hard faced officials with ridiculous hats and endless lines of lorries we were through. After an hour of driving in dark fog we stopped the car and caught a few z's. Currently we are about 550k from moscow and pretty damned determined to get there before nightfall. Later on! R.
