I check in small hotel a few kilos from Riga. Is late. Is tired. I tell woman at desk I want room. She tells me room number and give key. But one more thing comrade; there is one room without number and always lock. Dont even peek in there. I take key and go to room to sleep. Night comes and I hear trickling of water. It comes from the room across. I no sleep so I open door. It is coming from room with no number. I pound on door. No response. I look in keyhole. I see nothing except red. Water still trickling. I go down to front desk to complain. Who is in room with no number? She look at me and begin to tell story. There was woman in there. Murdered by her husband. Skin all white, except eyes, which were red. I tell her I dont give shit. Stop the water trickling or give refund. She gave me 100 ruble credit and free potato. Such is life in Latvia.
Posted on: Wed, 02 Jul 2014 18:07:00 +0000
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