I know that with the lowest average wage it is officially the poorest country in the EU, and for that reason tens of thousands of Latvians have left for England where they can earn as much in a week as they earn in a month back home but this place was lively and vibrant, the food was excellent and inexpensive, and the customers seemed affluent and happy.
Posted in Cathedrals, Europe, Food, Hotels, Latvia, Postcards, Travel, World Heritage
Tagged Europe, History, Hotels, Riga, Russia, Skyline Bar, Soviet Union, Travel
Even though travel restrictions are easing I am not yet minded to risk it so I still have no new stories to post so I continue to go through my picture archives and see where I was on this day at any time in the last few travelling years.
On 25th September 2014 I was on a coach excursion visiting Ancient historical sites in Turkey…
The problem with bus trips is that you cannot choose your travelling companions – it is a game of chance!
I imagined that we would be accompanied on this trip by middle aged historians in crumpled linen suits and battered panama hats, archaeologists carrying trowels and leather bound notebooks and the entire cast of a Merchant Ivory film but at the first pick up we were joined by a Geordie and boisterous Lithuanian family and then horror of horrors by a noisy bunch of women who looked as though they should really be going to a market rather than one of the World’s finest archaeological sites.
Posted in Arts and Crafts, Cathedrals, Europe, History, Hotels, Natural Environment, Postcards, Turkey, World Heritage
Tagged Cathedrals, Culture, Darts Team on Tour, Didim Turkey, Ephesus, Europe, Food, Greece, History, Hotels, Life, Literature, Natural Environment, Roman Empire, Travel, Turkey, World Heritage and tagged Altinkum Turkey
Outside it was still raining so without walking too far we turned left and walked along a busy road until reaching a hospitable looking bar in a square with the inevitable statue of Giuseppe Garibaldi in what turned out to be the student district of the city. If we had walked on only a little further there was a lively little district with more choice but it didn’t matter, this place was agreeable and we only really wanted a nightcap so we found an empty table near the window with some precariously high chairs that wobbled alarmingly on the uneven floors and had a glass of red wine – and then we had another and the chairs wobbled a little bit more.
Have Bag, Will Travel 