On the random mundane in Riga.
What I found in Riga.
Skipping Belarus, going straight to Ukraine.
I escape from the digital third world.
Missing a flight connection not to miss Latvia.
What to do when accidents happen.
Is this for real?
Getting a glimpse at the new world we’re traveling towards.
There is always another bend in the road, another mountain to climb.
After completing one round trip I consider a change of direction.
Going back to what was once the epicenter of backpacker-dom after being away for 13 years.
It’s too late now but would have been a good idea.
These sunglasses have become a part of me, but all good things must someday end. On to the next iteration of Faded Days.
I would recommend saving up …
Spoiler: the weather is better than you’d assume.