Semarah Hotel Lielupe
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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Fitness/Health center
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... my life jacket and I was shaking. I was not a happy camper. We didn't see any beavers, which there's more every year. I named our boat Team Awesome and even though I admitted a set eve above that we didn't see any beavers. We totally did. They even helped paddle our boat. Be jealous. I woke up to more rude people banging around in the room. I went to another free tour of Riga. I met an American named Kate. She's from DC. She has an interesting job where all she does ...
... but that was really OK for me! After a good sweat and a soak, Renāte gave me a good beating with the birch branches, and afterwards I repeated the process on Marianne (it's surprisingly hard work!).
On Monday, we had more food-related chores to do: Marianne liked the sound of the traditional food at Lido, and of course I also had to bring her to my favourite ...
... bread basket had butter (which is amazing, Europe's not big on butter), and the 150g fillet with a sauce and a side and two drinks cost 17 Euro. Back at the hostel, the three boys - the Russian, the American and one other are trying their hardest to impress the two German girls. Each one of them is telling increasingly unbelievable stories about things they've done or eaten or drank or whatever. It's pretty amusing. The Baltic countries are nice and all, but I must say ...
... in a sentence (Mary does something, I do something to Mary, I do something with Mary), that person needs to have a name that follows the rules of Latvian grammar. This means that any name must end in s/is/us/a/e.
In practice, any foreign boys name is burdened with an extra s, while the girls usually receive an extra a. Hence the names Valters, Rafaels, Andrejs, Viktors. My name is not nearly girly enough yet; ideally I would be called Janija Ramakera. ...
... Swastika and SS emblems, not to mention the pair of old rifles he had propped up over the back. I have no reason to believe that they were anything other than proper, bullet-firing rifles. And neither do I think he would have asked to see ID and a gun licence had I waved cash under his nose.
They were all friendly enough, though. While I can't condone the stolen stuff, I don't begrudge anyone doing what they have to do to survive. Latvia isn't a ...