Exploring old town Riga.

Is it immature that I found the Lithuanian name for milk really funny?  

My strange Russian protein bar that I bought in Latvia.  It actually wasn’t bad — it tasted like a granola bar covered in yogurt — but I think I’ll stick to American ones.  

Company name FAIL.  Vilnius, Lithuania.  

Making new friends in Latvia.

“Stalin’s Birthday Cake,” Riga, Latvia.  

My plan was to impress Latvian girls by telling them how impressive the “art nouveau” architecture was in Riga, despite not having any idea what art nouveau is.  So, that didn’t really work, but at least the buildings were nice…