Silver Sunset and Latvian Cheese

Trip Start Jul 20, 2009
Trip End Sep 06, 2009

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Ingriide's beach house

Flag of Latvia  , Tukuma Rajons,
Friday, July 31, 2009

Ediite has the smallest washing machine I have ever met. The barrel is about a third the size of a regular machine. Thanks to Ediite loading and reloading it a couple of times, I had clean washing, but unfortunately not dry washing. The trouble with moving every few days, is actually not so much getting it clean, as getting the washing dry. So we sat in the flat in the centre of Jelgava, waiting for the jeans to dry.

Eventually, we got bored and wandered into town for lunch (pancakes). The kids and Nick went off to look at the castle (now a university) and I managed to upload some pictures of Poland on the tourist information centre's computer. That done, we packed up the flat and cleaned it a bit. I made a complete pig's ear of putting Ediite's sofabed back together. She'll have to deal with it when she gets back.

Next stop on our journey was Ediite's Mum (Ingrida)'s beach house. Latvia has one long coastline complete with hundreds of miles of golden sand. Many of them are within an hour or so of Riga. Plienciems is no exception. We took a circuitous route to get there - getting lost in Tukums and Rauda before finally locating the right house in the early evening.

Ingrida's beach house is actually several pine houses a couple of hundred metres from the beach. Each time they needed any improvements doing, it seems they built a completely new, upgraded house. We stayed in the second house, which had a bathroom, sauna, large dormitory in the roof-space for the kids to sleep in, and a smaller room for us with another intractable sofabed.

Ediite's brother, Carlos, took us through the short slither of mossy woodland to the beach. It was absolutely deserted as far as the eye could see. The sun was setting and the sea was calm and warm. The sun sent shards of pink and silver light out across the ocean. It was fabulously peaceful.

We ended the evening with a feast made up from the remains of food we could find in the car. Nick bemoaned the loss of his Polish sausage, which we assumed had been left in Ediite's fridge. There was a bit of bread, the everlasting margarine which I bought in England and which has not seen a fridge since, an apple and some dried apricots and prunes. Lastly, there was some once-sliced cheese. The heat of being trapped in the car for a couple of days had melted the cheese so the slices were welded together.

French brie?  No!
Dutch edam? No!
Latvian welded?  Every time!
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