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Plaques of ice compete in a race to the sea, crashing and covering each other while battling in the buoyant current of the river. And the streets have their own combats. In the morning (12 o´clock :) a bus driver, either blind or having a real bad beginning of the week decides that I deserved to be squeezed into a road edge. Despite his wishes, my mood stays up; sun is shining and the weather is sweet for a change. The preparation meeting for the Open Bikes workshop within Riga Bike Week is pleasant and the event looks promising. Book the Sunday of the 28th. [15.04.13]