Last night, in Riga

My last night in Riga didn't feel like a last night. I guess it was because I was headed for Barcelona, not home. We didn't really have the sad good-byes... I was glad to leave to be honest, and I'm glad to have made some good friends that I hope to see again one day. The night before I went out and got back at the hostel at 5:45am, which was a first, drank 2.5 beers (0.5L each), also a first, and did not do anything stupid (which is not a first, thankfully). In typical Asian fashion I was beet red down to my neck and no one believed I was sober. But of course I was. I remembered everything I did. :D


Believe it or not, this was before the bar. SEP LATVIA 2010 :D