We had discussed going to a food hall for dinner. I had seen one with good reviews but it’s 2 miles away and one review mentioned tight parking. Feels dicey to walk that far or to try to park the van.

Greg and Brooks found a food hall that was closer with good reviews so we decided to make the ten min walk there.

Outside our hotel is a tall silver thing we can see from all of our rooms. Turns out it’s a giant slide. The boys decided to all give it a go.

The food hall was super sketch when we got there. Most places were closed and there were only 2 people eating. Nope.

Greg told me to map to my food hall and let’s just see what happened. My map (google since it’s so trustworthy) took us through the crazy maybe apartments with graffiti all over them. I’m not entirely sure we should have been there but there was an elderly lady standing there with her coat and hat on so what could go wrong?

We ended up on a street with tons of restaurants with a great vibe and even better people watching. We decided to find a place and eat. Logan and I checked out a menu at an Italian place and made an executive decision to go there.

Logan got truffle pasta and must have hated it because he cleaned his plate. Also he’s part Italian, or so he says, so it must have been good. Also, he was able to figure out how to eat it despite not having a spoon to twirl the pasta. He said “I can’t believe they don’t give you spoons here.” Maddie said “I know, how am I supposed to eat this?” Turns out Greg had all the spoons at the other end of the table and didn’t hear any of that. It wasn’t until a shared dessert came and I said we didn’t have any spoons that he offered up an entire basket full of them. Cool.

I thought the restaurant was extremely reasonable. We had four beers, three soft drinks, a non alcoholic mojito (so freaking good), two orders of bruschetta, five pasta dishes and a tiramisu for 110 euros.

The people watching was even better than the food.

Logan and I wanted ice cream after dinner. I had seen lots of people with cones so I know they existed somewhere. Alas, we had no luck. The one place I thought had some was just desserts. Greg mapped us to a place that I think was an ice cream cart with no worker. Then we mapped to another place in a mall that turned out to be a robot soft serve machine.

Logan got what he thought was strawberry that turned out to maybe be raspberry. We really aren’t sure since we can’t read the language.

We headed back to the hotel through the same park area we had walked past earlier.

There was some lady singer under a monster tent with random people dancing…really badly.

There are so many restaurants that we walked past that looked amazing. I wish we had more time in the city…to eat! Unfortunately we are leaving early afternoon tomorrow to head to Riga.

I suggested that Greg stop and talk to the front desk to see about getting a late checkout in one of our rooms. The lady that was so excited to help him last night (who gave us the awesome room) was working. He said, “could I please have a late check out for one of our rooms?” She said “sure! You are in room 353 right? How about 3:00?” Greg said “I only need it until 1:00.” She said “ok 1:30.”

So thankfully, Mr. Baker successfully negotiated a later checkout than even he wanted which just makes thing less hectic in the morning. We are planning to go see as much of the city as we can before we pack up and leave.

Until then, time for bed! I’m super tired despite it still being light outside at 10:15pm.