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After a largely uneventful 4 hr bus journey we arrived in Riga. There were quite a few tourists on the bus, the first English voices we had heard since leaving Denmark! We also went through our first passport control since arriving in Denmark.
First impressions weren't great Riga seemed like a much bigger harsher city than Vilnius our …
Famous for Art Nouveau it seems...
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I highly recommend the walking tour with a difference - it's FREE and all you have to do is get to St Peters Church for 12 noon (operates every day) and look out for someone with a yellow suitcase and then just tag along. It is run by volunteers who are extremely informative and although it's free you would feel heartless not tipping them well at the end as they avoid the standard tour of the the Old Town and take you places you wouldn't normally visit...
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Anita & Angela's Riga Escape!
... the free Riga walking tour, and were lucky to find them a few minutes into the tour. The local tour guide was quite good with the stories, and she took us through the Central Markets, Russian neighbourhood, some key memorials and landmarks in the city, and wound our way back towards the Art Nouveau neighbourhood. After the tour we then went back into the Old town, found a few more cool buildings, and wound up at a cool Folk Club for some good food and local beers on tap. We then ...
Cowsheds and Communists
... s community that after spending a night in our true backpacker hostel, The Naughty Squirrel, we were eager to really get to know the city. In an uncharacteristically touristy move we decided to join a free walking tour, not of the old town but an "alternative tour" of the less prosperous, local areas.
Our guide was a postgraduate history student at the university - short, plump and opinionated, wearing a military bomber jacket and ...
Let down and hanging around
... with me.
'Where are you from?'
'Me? I am from Riga.'
'Oh okay. I'm only here for one night. I'm from Australia!'
Her eyes opened up wide with shock. 'Australia?'
'Yeah!'
'Excuse me,' she said, and walked over to her friend, who had left Tom. I never saw her again. Was it because I was from Australia? I was puzzled but fairly happy to be left alone as well. Eastern Europe didn't seem to suit me - I'm more of a french or spanish kind of guy.
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