this week i

celebrated this city's 813th birthday..

..allegedly synchronized to the music.  i couldn't hear it.
video

converted five pairs of underwear to five pairs of panties.  those will not look good on my hips.

clarify that this is for me to read later.  but if you like, no reason you can't also read it now.

got carded the evening before my thirty-second birthday.  drinking age here? eighteen.  russian-accented quote: "you looking so young."

finally met some people who i like.  a lot.  and of course, i'm leaving town tomorrow..

..they bought me a shirt and well other things for my journey across capitals on this 25th anniversary.

waved goodbye to the buskers and everything else just outside my window.




left riga for number seventy.


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