Latvia
Coming soon i promise. The Girls here are so smoking hot i think that perhaps i am dead. wait no they wont sleep with me.... Hang on a minute is this hell??? I demand an answer any body........ wait no no satisfaction...
Haha I will start here in the middle of this blog where no one will find it!
Latvia....
I came to this country on the promises of sensastionally hot women. I was not dissappointed well perhaps a little as they declined to sleep with me but damn did my eyeballs get a work out.
Riga
Beautiful old town, I stayed in the middle of it. On the first night I met two Russian guys here for a holiday and proceeded to hang out with them for the first two days I was in Riga. Alexis and Sergei, nice guys, I didnt realise it at the time but they tended to wear matching clothes except Alexis was on the small side and Sergei was huge so looking back on the photos you get this Twins sort of thing going on...
The first night we got in around midnight we wondered around loooking for a suitable drinking establishment and was sorely disappointed the best(Used loosely ) was a crappy tourist trap bar with girls that danced on the bar. Not bad but defintely not great. While not meeting any girls we saw enough to capture our interest.
The first day we went to Jurmala to the beach. Having been foiled in Poland with going to the beach in odd countries I was determined to check out the beach in Latvia. Only 20 minutes from the city centre we went to Majori. Having two Russian guys turned out to a huge plus because they could speak Russian. Because on the trains to the beach you cant see what station you are at until you leave because the sign is only on the top of the station which you cant see until after the train has pulled off. Thus you dont know it is your station until it is too late.
The beach at Majori is really quite odd. The sand is fine pale yellow which is nice but the beach is littered with benches, tables, trampolines, bars, toilets, other amusement things and Russians. nah they're alright. Anyway it was a bit chilly I guess because it was the North Sea so i didnt venture into the very far at all (about ankle deep). When the sun was onut it was quite warm but the wind had a bit of a kick to it. I decided that the only way forward was to sleep on the beach.
That accomplished we headed back to hostel and then out for the night. I had contacted a Latvian popper/locker and he came out and met us with some bboys from Moscow. It was organised to go and meet these guys the next day and have a boogie.
I woke up sick the next day cursing Joao for giving me his sickness. Filho da Puta! Dancing was scrapped and feeling sorry for myself i decided that i would stay in Riga for another day and try and recover a bit before i got to Finland as i knew that it was going to be full of mayhem when i caught up with Anders.
On Thursday arvo i jumped on a bus and headed to Tallinn...
Haha I will start here in the middle of this blog where no one will find it!
Latvia....
I came to this country on the promises of sensastionally hot women. I was not dissappointed well perhaps a little as they declined to sleep with me but damn did my eyeballs get a work out.
Riga
Beautiful old town, I stayed in the middle of it. On the first night I met two Russian guys here for a holiday and proceeded to hang out with them for the first two days I was in Riga. Alexis and Sergei, nice guys, I didnt realise it at the time but they tended to wear matching clothes except Alexis was on the small side and Sergei was huge so looking back on the photos you get this Twins sort of thing going on...
The first night we got in around midnight we wondered around loooking for a suitable drinking establishment and was sorely disappointed the best(Used loosely ) was a crappy tourist trap bar with girls that danced on the bar. Not bad but defintely not great. While not meeting any girls we saw enough to capture our interest.
The first day we went to Jurmala to the beach. Having been foiled in Poland with going to the beach in odd countries I was determined to check out the beach in Latvia. Only 20 minutes from the city centre we went to Majori. Having two Russian guys turned out to a huge plus because they could speak Russian. Because on the trains to the beach you cant see what station you are at until you leave because the sign is only on the top of the station which you cant see until after the train has pulled off. Thus you dont know it is your station until it is too late.
The beach at Majori is really quite odd. The sand is fine pale yellow which is nice but the beach is littered with benches, tables, trampolines, bars, toilets, other amusement things and Russians. nah they're alright. Anyway it was a bit chilly I guess because it was the North Sea so i didnt venture into the very far at all (about ankle deep). When the sun was onut it was quite warm but the wind had a bit of a kick to it. I decided that the only way forward was to sleep on the beach.
That accomplished we headed back to hostel and then out for the night. I had contacted a Latvian popper/locker and he came out and met us with some bboys from Moscow. It was organised to go and meet these guys the next day and have a boogie.
I woke up sick the next day cursing Joao for giving me his sickness. Filho da Puta! Dancing was scrapped and feeling sorry for myself i decided that i would stay in Riga for another day and try and recover a bit before i got to Finland as i knew that it was going to be full of mayhem when i caught up with Anders.
On Thursday arvo i jumped on a bus and headed to Tallinn...
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