Memories of the year (part one)
In which I remember arriving in Riga
In past years, I’ve usually posted my stand-out memories of the year so far, around this time. Last year there were four; the year before five.
A homage to loading screens.
In which I remember arriving in Riga
In past years, I’ve usually posted my stand-out memories of the year so far, around this time. Last year there were four; the year before five.
In which travel is a bad idea
Well, I’m glad I’m not going anywhere today. Not just in a plane, but anywhere that might involve driving past an airport, because no doubt the traffic around them will be awful too.