I know it’s super cheesy to post photos of Rīga. I’m not one of the Russian post-Soviet tourists after all. Still, I happen to like this small city more than ever before. The iron bridge looks exactly like in the first photo when you use a pretty bad camera and your fingers are turning into icicles in those few seconds of exposition so you just can’t keep still for such a long time.
the first picture is the only one taken by myself, of course ;D
Nevertheless, all of these are how I see my Rīga these days.
p.s. I’d like to promise I’ll post something more meaningful and/or interesting, but I guess I am not going to ;D