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Tuesday
JANUARY |
To celebrate the
coldest month in Eastern Europe we thought
we'd fly to Latvia to enjoy the January
sunshine. The house we were staying in
didn't look up to much on arrival.
But the interior turned
out to be a little more accommodating.
"I SAID STAY STILL
MOTHERFUCKER. EAT
LEAD
... BANG BANG BANG...." |
On our second day
we headed off to a barren area on the
outskirts of town. We reached a shabby
looking white shed where we took some
stairs to the basement to be greeted with
an overwhelming smell of mildew and gunpowder.
Once you reach the giant metal doors of
the shooting complex, you’ll realise
that this is no ordinary basement. This
is in fact a decaying Soviet bunker and
fallout shelter with hidden rooms and
tunnels.
The
shooting gallery offers a huge array
of guns. We spent the morning firing
off rounds with a 10mm Automatic Glock
20 handgun which ranks with the most
powerful pistols ever made. This wasn't
good enough for Tim, who felt the
need for a session with a moose-blasting
AK47.
Tim plans his first
bank robbery with his friend "Widow
maker" Dave from Liverpool.
And this is how well
Tim did with the stressful hostage situation
- the lucky lady only suffered one shot
in the shoulder - well done Tim.
We then joined our local
friend "Kangaroo Aaahh" for
a five hour tequila session. Edward
was a little worse for wear after the
seventh shot. I don't remember much
but apparently left at some point. Luckily
the boys found me later that night.
We spent the next
few days exploring the city, admiring
the local flora and fauna as we travelled.
After a restful
break, we arrived at Riga airport to
fly to Estonia. We were slightly concerned
when we saw the miniscule 1957 Fokker
50 that was to transport us there. The
picture below shows Tim texting his
parents a farewell message and me about
to hurl.
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