eastern europe Archive

  • So instead of flying to London, I seem to have found myself on the way to Lithuania instead. Life, my friends, is rad like that.

    Onwards, to Lithuania!

    So instead of flying to London, I seem to have found myself on the way to Lithuania instead. Life, my friends, is rad like that.

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  • Out of the blackness emerge a dozen men, eight who are brandishing a heavy raft piled high with cuts of timber. Another three carry ten-foot flagpoles; a torch is borne by the final man, flames leaping.

    Fire on Water: Remembrance Day in Riga.

    Out of the blackness emerge a dozen men, eight who are brandishing a heavy raft piled high with cuts of timber. Another three carry ten-foot flagpoles; a torch is borne by the final man, flames leaping.

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  • A street sign reads "Skunu iela" and an Audi A6 with Latvian plates is parked at the corner. The maroon and white of the Latvian flag waves sedately in the thin November breeze.

    I am in love with Latvia.

    A street sign reads "Skunu iela" and an Audi A6 with Latvian plates is parked at the corner. The maroon and white of the Latvian flag waves sedately in the thin November breeze.

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