Onward to Riga

 The 4 hour bus trip from Tallinn to Riga, capital of Latvia, was punctuated by rain, rain, rain, and a touch of hail! And the wind hadn't abated. Riga Bus Terminal is currently surrounded on almost all sides by major works that they are doing to the railway, roads and tram tracks. 

When we arrived rain was persisting down. We all disembarked from the bus and then stood around in the rain while we waited for the luggage compartments to be opened. The driver (still sitting in the nice warm bus) seemed completely oblivious to our misery and took his sweet time. We were finally able to grab our suitcases and bags and run (as much as we were able with aforementioned luggage) to the terminal. Minimalist is probably the nicest way to describe it. Hopefully this terminal is getting an upgrade as part of the works that surround it...

A side-effect of the heavy works is that the cars of the Baltic version of Uber (called Bolt) can't get near the terminal. We had to head out in the rain again to a nearby shopping centre before we could order a ride. I am all for walking and using public transport, but I think that the 80%/20% rule can apply... When things are pretty grim, grab a Bolt or a taxi!

The Bolt driver dropped us off at our new address and braved the rain to help us with the luggage. The apartment was (again) on the first floor which meant (again) hauling bags up the stairs. Georgia's bag was okay. She had only had to pack for a week, but I had packed for a month so my suitcase was considerably heavier!

We got into the apartment and were met with a place that did match the Airbnb description, but they had definitely prettied it up for the photos. There was a weird little room that we dubbed 'the Anne Frank room' off to the side with a narrow couch/bed/chaise thing. Presumably this was the second bed that was advertised. It was a creepy little room, and we decided that we would rather share a bed than put anything other than luggage in that space. We spent some time settling in while it rained and dumped a bit more hail. But a while later Georgia looked out the window and it had stopped. 

So we threw on jackets, hats, scarves, gloves and ventured out. Riga Old Town was quite different to Tallinn. It made Tallinn look a bit like a toy town. 


And then the sun came out! Unbelievable after the afternoon that we'd had! But welcome...

St. George (the Dragon Slayer)

Many of the quirkier parts of this city are apparently based on tales by the Brothers Grimm. I have a lovely big book of their tales, but haven't read it. It was for Lola (my niece) when she gets older. But now I might have a look...

Then it was time to find some dinner and get some sleep, with fingers crossed for better weather the next day. 

And we got it. It was still cold, but sunny. We had the whole day to explore. This old church has been destroyed by war a couple of times and subsequently rebuilt. And it has a tower with 360 degree views of the city AND it has an elevator up to the tower! Winning!



The River Daugava

The Latvia National Library (on the right)



As well as the river, there is a canal that runs through the city, with a gorgeous park on the banks.


I loved this sculpture. It had a real sense of energy and movement.


And another church...


Then we headed back into the central square of Old Town. We wanted to visit a museum/house called 'House of the Blackheads'. The building has been here since 1334, with a couple of restorations after the wars. It's an unfortunate name in English 😜 but the Guild of the Blackheads was actually a guild of the young, unmarried merchants and seafarers of the city who were entrepreneurial and enthusiastic. The 'LiveRiga' website says 

"The soul of the House of Blackheads is the bustling and cheerful blackheads, who, being young and unmarried merchants, stood out with their temperament and great passion for organizing various celebrations and cultural events. Their enthusiasm made this house one of the main cultural centers that set the pulse of public life throughout the city."

It was pretty impressive...










A sneaky pic taken by Georgia when I wasn't looking

We spent a good couple of hours in The House of the Blackheads. Much of the history that was documented was fascinating. St George and his knights and the dragon have been popping up in stories all over town.

Dinner was in a restaurant with an interesting (possibly unfinished?) mural.



Then we headed back to our little Anne Frank apartment to pack. The next morning we were catching the bus to Vilnius in Lithuania.


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