Winding down in Sigulda
Our final stop was a ride in the cable car. The cable car arrived at the same time as us,
but there was only enough space left inside for 14 people. Luckily, there were enough volunteers to stay
behind.
Goodbye to Those We Left Behind |
I stood at the back of the car and waved to the others as we set
off. At first my view was not that
exciting, but then the car got further away from the ground as we crossed the
river valley. We could see the River
Gauja, the road and a bridge below us. We
were well above the tall trees of the forest.
As we got near to the end, I got a good view of where we had been and
the cable. I thought it was a great
trip.
View over Trees, Gauja Valley |
We had a short wait at the other end for the bus to arrive with the
others. Aija then took us to the
bobsleigh run. We could have got out,
but everyone was too tired with all the exploration we had done that afternoon.
View over Trees, Gauja Valley |
Finally, we were heading for our hotel: Hotel Aparjods. It comprised several buildings, including a
restaurant. The single rooms were in the
same building as the reception, but us twins and doubles were in another
building with the doubles upstairs. At
first glance, the rooms seemed OK, although the bathroom was a bit small with
little shelf space.
Looking Back Along Cable |
May and I walked to the nearby supermarket. It was in a shopping centre just up the
road. We ran into Ian just as we went
in. May started browsing for presents,
so I left her and got some water. When I
was in the queue for the checkout, I could see her looking at the chocolates,
but, when I came out, she had disappeared.
I waited by the check outs; I waited outside the shopping centre; I went
back in and waited by the supermarket.
Eventually, I spotted her and Ian still inside the supermarket. I waved and they spotted me and came out.
River Gauja & Bridge |
We looked at the shops upstairs and at the bookshop downstairs. Nearly all the books were in Latvian, which
surprised Ian, but not me. A few of the
books were in Russian. I saw a cup with
a built in tea strainer and bought that as a present for my friend who drinks
real tea. Together with the tea I had
bought for him in Ooty, India, it made a good birthday present.
River Gauja |
Then we went back to the hotel and, after leaving our purchases in our
room, headed for the restaurant. Aija
said that the meal was very good, if a little expensive. I agreed that it was expensive compared with
the other meals on the trip, but I thought it was one of the worst – if not the
worst – meal of the trip so far.
Cable Across River Gauja |
Although there was a vegetarian section on the menu, it didn’t have much
that sounded appetising. The limited
section was mostly mushrooms and I wanted the mushroom julienne as a
starter. The menu didn’t mention
vegetables, so I pointed to the veggie menu and asked the waiter whether the
veggie things came with potatoes and vegetables. He obviously misunderstood and assumed that I
had ordered the first item on the menu, so I got friend camembert. At least the veggies, which cost an extra
lat, were edible, if a little dry and boring.
The desert menu offered nothing appetising and they took my empty fresh
orange juice glass away without asking if I would like another drink. It was a long time before I was able to
attract anyone’s attention to get a peach juice. Finally, they didn’t bring Ian’s change until
he asked for it. We really shouldn’t
have given them a tip, but we were using up our lats. My meal came to LVL14.10, which was really
expensive for what it was.
Our Room, Hotel Aparjods |
We had eaten with Sue and Flo.
After they had left, David and Dulcie joined us for coffee. Then they too left and Ian, May and I joined
Charlie, Susie and Sarah at their table.
They were drinking mojitos to use up their lats. Charlie told me to try his, but I didn’t like
the alcohol under-taste. We chatted
about films, designer stubble (mostly Ian’s) and other stuff and finally went
back to our rooms at 23.00.
Back in our room, I thought we had elephants above us. The floor boards creaked at every step they
took. We could hear them talking too –
and Ian and Charlie next door. Added to
that, the floor boards near the door in our room also creaked, so it was
impossible to sneak to the bathroom during the night or early in the morning.
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