
In Riga there’s party going on… for sure there is…

I was in the Riga bus station, taking a bus to the country fields to celebrate the midsummer fest. I was already in the bus and Pablo said: “God, what a face!…” I nodded and realized that our friend Guido was in Riga!!… Please try to find Guido somewhere!… for sure you won’t find him… he’s here!, in Latvia. I love bus stations, they’re weirdos, freak and bizarre human beings concentration camps. Estabamos por tomar el bondi al campo para celebrar la midsummer fest, y vimos una caripela que no podíamos creer… Dios, que cara mama!… mirando bien nos dimos cuenta que Guido estaba ahí. Pablo tomo la foto desde adentro del bondi, no hay precisión pero se puede observar perfectamente que la persona rubia que esta ahí es Guido. El otro también tiene una caripela que da miedo, pero ese ya es otro tema. Me encantan las estaciones de bus, siempre son un lugar de reunión para los seres más bizarros.
Riga, Lativia [View all the pictures]






But without a doubt, the main attraction of the Baltic countries is the beauty of its girls. It’s not me saying that. Everybody say it. No one disagree. Women here have a special charm. (Sorry, no pictures regarding that)

Juan is from Spain. He’s the owner of Riga Hotel. He also (thanks to Mara) let us stay in the Hostel for free. He also told us: let’s go to some isolated beach and have some barbecue… He took 6 kg of Pork and the grill and took us (Lech, Pablo, Mara n’ me) in his car. The route was hard. We got lost several times and the road was really sandy, at certain point we thought we couldn’t do it, but we finally succeed. We couldn’t stop eating. We ate all the 6 kg of seasoned pork. What a good meal!. I’ll (and I’m not kidding by any way) always remember it. (considering the cheapies we’re eating right now, this is 100% luxury)

There’s a new mobile phone virus, it has started in Riga. It attacks the screen of the device. It works this way: without even touching anything, just out of the blue, you have a picture of me. It started in Mara’s Phone (our host), as is stated in the picture below. If you want to avoid this virus please send this post to 10 friends.
I’ve been talking a lot about writing a trip blog… but time and the effort that it requires played against me. I’ve been traveling for almost 2 month, but anyway it’s better doing it now than don’t doing it at all. Work also keep me apart from putting a lot of effort in this. I’ll just try to keep this blog and see how it goes in the future. I don’t know if I’ll have time to write, post pictures, it’ll just come as I feel it.
I posted some pictures of places where I’ve been… I’m planning to start writing soon and also keep on posting pictures.
Check the site, because there are some posts back to April, where you can see pics and links to photo albums on another site.
Now it’s incomplete but I hope to work on it and try to reflect the best moment and images of my trip here.
Don’t hesitate in leaving your comments!!….
We arrived at Klaipeda Airport from Hamburg.
It was the best option arround (e 40 less than the 24 hours long bus). As we got there, It took me just one minute to realize that that flight was perhaps the only one that landed there in the whole day. The customs police (two policeman) told us: what are you doing here? Argentina? you should be in Germany in the world cup. They couldn't belive some people from that far came to Lithuania. They asked us about what we were going to do there and several questions. They weren't worried about us getting into the country, just courious. As we wanted to go we realized that we didn't have latas (the local currency). No currency exchange in the airport. No ATM. Just a bus, outside on the route, every one hour to the next town. The customs police went outside with us, he told us that if we couldn't get transportation to the city, he would take us in his car when he finish working. We were practically allone with them in the airport. That was our welcome to Lithuania. a really small country.
As always we finnaly succed in taking the bus and paying with euros, and get to Klaipeda.


“Arbeit Macht Frei” (Work Brings Freedom) – sign over the gates of Auschwitz [View all the Pictures]