So after two months in Latvia it turns out that I do not know any normal people at all, everyone I know is….Either working for the salvation army and living in the same building I live in or a member of some charismatic church in Riga. Not knowing the language makes it hard making friends with the old ladies in the supermarket, and all my activities all week long include these christian fantics ….. go figure!
I guess there is nothing to it I have to learn Latvian and fast at that!
