There was not so much breeze in the morning which meant plans to go out on the water early were put on hold. Instead, I decided to keep active and take a tour of Riga on the bike. I spent most of the time rattling my way over the winding cobbled streets of the old town.
The trusty guide book came out to help me work out this was the Freedom Monument.
For those statisticians among you; in total I saw four weddings, one stag party and something peculiar happening on bikes.
Off one of the side streets in central old town, found this old building which came as a surprise.