Touched a handrail. Am sick.
Weather outside is so lovely and sunny, and all I can envisage is getting drunk on LemSip, splayed out on the couch in a fever.
On a positive note, The Dove and i are booked for our Baltic trip. I got my visa, with the various trails and tribulations, and have booked out flights to Tallinn, Estonia.
We are staying in this one place in Latvia, which boasts as its top selling points, 1) AK47 shooting in a genuine Soviet bunker and 2) bobsledding with the Latvian Olympic bobsled team.
Dude. Sold. We're in.
Got insurance in case we fall off our bobsleds. Looks like one of the main tourist highlights for Baltic travellers are shooting things. Every place we've looked at mentions in big capital letters: * AK47 SHOOTING! (WE HAVE 13 GUNS!!!) *
It's also the new place for stag do's it seems. Catering for groups of English (pikeys? Or the more cultured Brits d'youthink?)One dude said his mate's stag do involved being collected at the airport by a 'limo that was filled with a bunch of ho's...and AK47 shooting.'
Nice.
So methinks we are in for some more...extreme sports that side of Russia.
I wonder if it'll snow?
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