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... to Māris, because she was "really tired of this project" but her husband was apparently not listening to her.
Finally, even Māris realised that this was not the place for Minka, so he found a babushka with in the countryside who was willing to take a traumatized cat into her home.
After almost two months, my bathroom is finally my bathroom again, although three bags of cat food and a faint ammonia stench still remind me of Minka's presence. ...
... We almost choked when a few of the really bad ones passed. We will be spending as much time as possible outdoors tomorrow so that our noses don't run away from our bodies.
We are trying to do some more planning for our trip but we are mostly just getting frustrated. There is a couple in the showers right outside the community computers and they are not making it secret what they are up to. I guess as long as they come out smelling better... Gross.
... just like Lithuania.
The hostel shared an entrance with McDonalds, of all places. It was an apartment up on the third floor of a building just on the edge of Riga's historic Old Town district. I was told to take my boots off when I got inside and that was just one of many things that made the place feel so homely. For real, it was one of those hostels that's so nice and cosy that you almost don't feel like getting up and going outside.
... Naturally, for the one and only time since I've been in Europe, I had no phone service. And while I was trotting along trying to deal with my phone, I damn nearly fell down a flight of stairs which really would have been interesting all round. Me carted off to a Latvian hospital, still with no Lats, and Gray standing in the baking sun at the taxi stand for the next four years wondering why I'd chosen to run off leaving him with all my winter woolies.
... we had been there for about an hour already. Again, the customs agents asked where our stuff was. We stood up and showed him it was under our seat and he just asked us to leave the cabin so he could check the other two men. He never looked at our items but unpacked everything the other two men had. Finally they were through with our carriage and they have this inspection down to a science because almost all the customs agents exited the train at the ...