I don’t really have any idea where Riga is. I know it’s the capital of Latvia, but that doesn’t help me much. If you gave me an unlabeled map of the world and asked me to find Riga it would be an absolute guess. I’d just point somewhere near Russia. Turns out it’s one of the Baltic States, a sharing it’s Eastern Border with Russia and sandwiched between Estonia, Lithuania, and part of Belarus. I take a cab to the address that Simon has given me for his father’s apartment, and of course, no one is there. I try the numbers I have for both Simon and his brother, both go straight to voicemail. Normally, being in a strange country alone and being unable to reach the only person you know there would be a somewhat stressful afternoon, but for some reason, this doesn’t bother me one bit. I’m in Latvia, and real happy about that. There’s a hotel right across the street from the apartment, so I take a room and set out to explore Riga.
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