Latvia, it seems, is a cash based society. It’s fortunate that I purchased some Euros on the crossing, because the young lady at the kiosk is shaking her head. “Sorry, no cards.”
Speak to any Latvian about the 1930s and their eyes will go misty eyed as they reminisce about a golden age of their history. Before the Germans occupied, before the Russians occupied, before the Swedish banks moved in, they had a thriving culture, one they could be proud of….