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- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Kids pool
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... from Waipuk, married and live in Omakere. friend of Duncan and Rob's. we meet Martys Mum Anna and Dad Iggy when they were in NZ last summer and they invited us to come and stay with them in Latvia on their farm. So here starts our Latvian adventure!! Peter is a medical engineer, partner Dianna and 3month baby AdrianPaulis. He's taken 3 days out from his work to be our guide and interpreter and its great to see them. We pile into Iggys large Mercedes van ...
Starting as I mean to go on I dragged my broken body out of bed this morning and got to the train station, only to find out that my train to Sigulda was a 'weekends and public holiday only' service. 10.38 it is then. Bit awkward rocking back up at the hostel having already said my goodbyes. Felt robbed of an hours sleep too, but it did give me a chance to reflect on the Motocross of Nations, and the Northern themed antics that went down. To cut a long story short, this ...
... I decided a nap would serve me best today. I rested less than 2 hours, I missed the 4pm departure of the city bus tour (I can go tomorrow and I should) and rushed to join a 5pm evening tour. I noticed there was no guide waiting outside. It seems there are a couple of tours that are only confirmed if enough people make a request in advance. So, not knowing how to proceed, I ...
After a fitful night's sleep chasing the bedclothes that constantly slipped off we have breakfast at 08.00 the buffet looks very similar to the previous evening but there are cereals! Most of the conversation is about how badly people have slept. We arrive in Riga at 11.00 straight onto the town tour, starting with an hour walking around the Art Nouveau houses, many designed by Michael Eisenstein. The guide gives lots of detail but it's too much to take in! Everyone in ...
... in there but not enough to make you think that she'd drug you and cut your head off, before selling your passport in that very same market.
One evening I went for a walk around the Old Town with an English lad called Dane who I'd got talking to in the hostel (nice lad, similar political opinions to me but without the raving misanthropy). The Old Town's cobbled streets are lined with restaurants and fancy bars and none of them appeared to be ...