Daina Hotel Jurmala

... stood for like 5 minutes, this dude named Yan completely caught me off gaurd and kinda scared the **** out of me. I was so confused. He was telling me that theres plenty of seats where he is, come, come!!! I kept saying no I was fine but he eventually shoved me through the crowd over to a booth with his friends. The first thing I thought about was a story the Norwegians told me.. how in Latvia, a popular scam is that girls will sit with men and ...

... in from all over the world. A Kewi mate, Gerard, was just off to the gym and a Canadian (Sheena) was sleeping off her jet-lag in the other room.

I decided to sleep off my car-lag and had a quick kip for an hour, while Nick took the kids to the park just down the road. Afterwards, we went for a tasty and inexpensive pizza at a local restaurant with Ediite and Sheena.

... drunk English man on his stag weekend . I can't see how the locals would be thrilled with this. However the day wasn't all happy with the announcement that I had to retire my ever trusty $2 Burmese army boots after 5 months of constant wear and even a few treks - they certainly were worth the money however it is nice to finally wear shoes that have a proper sole and made of cloth! As is mentioned in pulp fiction 'it's the little ...

... were 12 in total and needed many tables. They started taking tables from the surrounding area and then ran out. One man from this group then tried to take my table from under me while I was eating. I grabbed the table to hold it from moving and glared at him. These are the sort of manners you would expect from someone who is about five feet tall, wears a gold chain over his winter coat and wears sunglasses inside a restaurant with dim lighting. Moron. After finishing my meal I was ...

... dans des prefa et reveil a coup de bruit de moteur de Fenwick. Premiere soiree a tourner pour pas grand chose dans la vieille ville pour un endroit pas cher et on a pas trouve. Finissage dans la tente avec sandwichs et bieres. Deuxieme jour pour les visas russes et encore un peu de tourisme puis preparation de repas francais avec fromage, sauc', pain mais pas vin... Et oui, le supermarche ferme a 23h mais ils ne vendent plus d'alcool apres 22 :(( Echec...

I woke up with a headache - actually, it never stopped after having tea yesterday afternoon. It feels almost like a sinus thing - not good! I can't afford to get sick while I'm traveling!!!!! The plan this morning was to check out Riga's market for breakfast options. If there wasn't anything good, we would return to the hostel and have theirs. Though we did a bit of souvenir shopping, there was nothing overly appealing ...

... ya lo vimos al llegar al aeropuerto, donde tenian un par de ellos corretando y olisqueando a todo el mundo. Imagino que sera por explosivos o drogas. En fin, que el autobus empetado y el perro con el oficial alli en medio del pasillo. Es una pena que no pongan sellos en nuestros pasaportes como verdaderos viajeros Hemos decidido descartar Riga del plan. El unico motivo no es que pensemos que no tenga nada que ofrecer, al contrario. Lo que hemos pensado ...

... to each new city. We went down to the bus station to by our tickets out of Riga, and then I went on the Internet, while Megan browsed a nice modern mall. We then went back to our Hostel, and changed rooms (we had one night in a dorm (to ourselves), and the second night in a double room). We had some chicken sandwiches for lunch, and then set off for a walking tour of Riga old town. It is very small ...

... bit, but it was a really nice meal. Needing to walk off our full stomachs, we walked to the local bobsled track (yes, Glenn's choice). This was a winter track used for ice bobsledding! Cool! But on arriving, it was closed, and Glenn was disappointed. It looked really fun! They had summer carts with wheels, but it was only open weekends. So off we went, Christie dragging a moping Glenn along. We walked a fair way to arrive at the Sigulda Castle - this was a relatively new castle ...

... was liberated from the Russians. I spent the rest of the days walking around the streets and at the national museum learning about the harsh history stuck between Germany and Russia. Outside was the Rifleman statue of three men which helped defeat the Russians in the Firs World War I booked myself into another hostel and walked back to the suburbs. It was noisy in the hostel/hotel. I had a quite night.