6 weeks of travel is far different than 3. I can't prepare for it all. I need to buy some warmer clothes, carry them for 2 weeks, and then drop them.
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All these random people with all these experiences. The beauty of it makes me want to cry. How did I get lucky enough to live THIS life?
Day 7 (8/7/16)- Kemeri National Park
I am so incredibly exhausted. I missed my train to the national park (because I chose to drink instead of doing research.) It would have been really easy to check the schedule one of the countless times I used the train station toilet last night.
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I need nature and exercise as much as most people need food.
Day 8 (9/7/16)- Sigulda
I am feeling rejuvenated after my day outdoors and my incredible 8 hours of sleep. Ready to go again!
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I am sitting on this train eyes closed feeling the heat of the sun and the coolness of the breeze as I pass little cities. It's one of those "I'm where I belong" moments.
I hope that when I get to the end of my life I can honestly have no regrets. I hope I can say I took changes, fought for what I believed in and became who I was meant to be. (Listening to Emmylou Harris songs in the basement of a bar in Riga.)
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