Arjan Tupan // Attempted blogger, self-proclaimed poet, Dutchman living in Riga, traveller and reader in private; strategist and owner of Who walks the Dog in professional life. My other blog is at www.aclearbluesky.net
Hidden away in a parking lot just off Pylmio Gatve, there's a statue of Frank Zappa. It's not fully clear exactly why Frank Zappa was honoured in this way, but according to the Rough Guide it probably has something to do with breaking with years of forced Soviet art. If that's the case, it is a nice celebration of transformation.
My gift to you :)
Yesterday I flew from Kastrup airport, close to Copenhagen, to Paris. It was not the first time I took that flight, but this time I flew a different company than I usually do. Normally i fly Air France, this time it was SAS. Changing companies of course does something to your loyalty programme, but often it also means that you are traveling in a different type of plane. I like the Airbuses used by AF, or the the Boeings of Air Baltic, but yesterday I was transported in a McDonnell Douglas MD 81 (or 82). I've seen them often on Kastrup, but never realized a big design flaw they have. A design decision, I fail to understand. As an illustration, I took a picture of the view I had from my window, while seated towards the back of the plane, purposely not over the wings. And because the picture might be not very clear: yes, that is one of the engines. And yes, the sound was horrible.
Alright, I am not in Riga yet, but I will be soon. So, I registered myself for the half marathon distance of the Riga marathon event (http://www.nordearigasmaratons.lv/en/). After some serious procrastination, I finally started running again today. I thought that after almost 4 months of not running, I would be able to crunch out at least 4K. But, just as regular running pays off in terms of endurance, regular not-running also does inversely. After about 2.6K my legs blew up. So the run was a slow start (http://ow.ly/12FNJ).
Whilst the team of Interdean is packing up our goods, I'm trying to get some work done at home. My desk is our coffee table, already packed for shipment, and my seat... well, yes, that's the floor.
