My next day in Riga, I had foolishly booked two back to back free walking tours. The first one started at 10. I am definitely getting into a morning routine on non-travel days. I buy yogurt the day before, and some fruit. All of the apartments so far have had coffee makers, the ones with the pods. Pods included! I buy a mini-carton of milk when I go to the store the night before. So, yogurt with fruit and a milky coffee. Excellent start to any day. In fact, it is what I am enjoying as I write this from Helsinki (no coffee machine though, so that makes the jar of instant coffee I have been carrying since Poland worth it!). But I digress, yet again.
Riga, walking tour. 10 am. Back on track... I ate breakfast and headed out.
We were to meet at the opera house. I was a bit early, as I usually am. Riga is surrounded by a canal. An old moat? Not sure. Lots of small personal crafts, kayaks, rowboats, SUPs. Lovely for strolling. And the canal seems to be protected by parks on both sides.
| The Opera House |
The first tour was Art Nouveau. This was about architecture, not public art as I had anticipated. In my Old Town Tour the day before, I had learned about how fast Riga grew in the late 19th century. Germans had arrived with fists full of cash. Riga was ripe for industrialization. And industrialize they did. Most of the old building were not lost to the either of the world wars, or the Soviet era, they were razed to make room for factories from 1880ish to 1910ish. With economic boom comes population boom. And wealth for the industrialists. Wealth needs to be shown off. So those rich people built huge mansions (manors?), trying to outdo the other rich industrialists. So, the buildings were not just huge, they were beautiful.
But first we looked at this guy. I remember nothing about who he was, or his wife. But the dog is memorable. That isn't his dog. He was mayor or something and the city commissioned this statue when Queen Elizabeth II was planning a visit. I have learned that a lot of statues get made just so important people have something to unveil while visiting. Anyway, this old mayor and his wife were chosen to be the statue of honour for the Queen's visit. The artist also had another commission from some dude with too much money who wanted a statue of his Chow Dog. Artist got confused and sent both statues to the city who attached the dog to the mayor statue. By the time anyone noticed, it was too late. So, the Queen cut the ribbon on some random dog.
Buildings. So many buildings. I will try to restrain myself with the pictures but no promises.
Pretty much every building from this era is five stories high. If a building was six stories, it had to have an elevator, which you can imagine was not easy or cheap in the late 1800s. Basements didn't count.
Apparently, there were three main architectural designs, none of which I remember the name of. One was very industrial. Clean lines.
Another was ornate and elaborate with crazy windows and statues everywhere. They liked the naked female form.
| Our guide |
| Statue to represent all of the lives lost during the Soviet occupation |
| I can't remember if this is a Soviet era building but I liked it so photo included |
| This is definitely Soviet era. |
| A piece of the Berlin Wall |
| This ugly Soviet era building is across the street. |
| The Russian consulate's view. Double middle fingers to Russia |
| Apparently, I did take a photo of the expensive thrift store! |
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