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When you're doing a project in a scary foreign country for more than half a year, the EU starts feeling the need to check up on you. How is your mental well-being? Is your stomach adjusting to the local cuisine OK? Are you being exploited by your host organisation? Are you forced to live in a cockroach-infested basement? Do you cry yourself to sleep every night? All these questions and more would be asked and answered during our Mid-Term Training.
... rather than wait around. I was in luck, as there was a bus scheduled for 9:15, so I only had a 15 minute wait. Half an hour later, the bus arrived. Forty minutes later, I was in Cesis.
Cesis is a smallish town in the eastern part of Gauja National Park. It has been inhabited since the stone age, and archaeological excavations on the old hillfort in the town have revealed a 5m deep occupation layer. When the German crusaders arrived in the 12th century, ...
... the border in Lithuania. I did allow my hippy friends to convince me to go to Laba Daba this week. Of course, when you're visiting two Latvian festivals so soon after each other, you're bound to start comparing. So here we go:
++ Laba Daba was held just around the corner, near Sigulda, so that's only about an hour from Rīga. (Although a little "where-is-my-wallet-I-think-I-left-it-a t-home-oh-no-it's-right-here-in-my-bag" -debacle caused a ...
... decided to celebrate his birthday in her house, so we were all invited.
Getting out of Rīga
First a quick complaint about Latvian traffic:
In the past, I have scornfully laughed at Latvians who complain about the terrible Sunday evening rush back to Riga (4 or 5 cars per minute on an otherwise deserted two-lane forest road). It is true that during rush hour, the major roads in Rīga are pretty busy, but I usually ...
... and her friends meant to stay another night! Keep in mind: none of us had even packed a tooth brush or clean underwear, and we all had plans in the morning: work, holidays, visiting parents.
Feeling rather guilty, Egija offered up her gas-less car, which would carry only five people, which meant that one of us would have to stay... where were we again? Finally, we found out that we were near the town of Mazsalaca, and that there ...