Stalin's Birthday Cake looks pretty similar to the Culture Institute in Warsaw. Andy and I paid our 2 lat a piece and were personally led by an old Latvian man (who spoke no English but claimed to love America, although he only knew about George Bush) up several elevators and staircases to the outdoor platform. With the doormat shoved in the door to keep it open, he told us to close the door when we were done and left us alone (mind you, this was in broken Russian and German with Andy interpreting). The wind off the river was freezing, but there was an amazing view and we were completely alone.
HUGE market spilling out of 4 hangars. Much like in communist times, everyone sold the same things: cheap clothes, dense dark bread (this stuff is crazy, it will last for 3 weeks in the open), honey, pastries, and Baltic amber.
Train station just south of the Old Town.
Not sure what this building was, but it was certainly hideous.
Typical Social Realist statue in front of the Museum of the Occupation (in an old Communist government building).
Two communist strong holds in a predominantly art nouveau neighborhood.
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Tis about got-damn time. Wassup with your 'hood in SD? Or that fire?
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