The potlatch is a northwest Native American tradition where a family hosts a meal and then gives gifts to the people who come to celebrate. As many of you who travel know packing to go home is quite a process, fitting everything in, all those gifts and souvenirs, deciding what doesn't' need to go back with you. We invited the young Americans, Whit, Vera, Laura, Monica and Jill that we've shared our Riga time with to come for a meal...it was clean out the fridge and take home with them "gifts". So they came....we had beet salad, cabbage/carrot salad, bread and cheese, wine, coke, olives and pickles. Ice cream and cookies. We sent them home with a hair dryer, books, post it notes, markers, a map of St. Petersburg. I think the high lights for them were the tram tickets and the Rimi stickers. We also were able to pass on our unfinished staples:beer, spices, oil and vinegar, noodles, rice, baking soda, cocoa and tea. It was great to see them all and we're looking forward to seeing our children, grand children and friends at home. That's not us in the final picture but it is one more poser from Riga.....What are these people doing?
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Dear Serila and Bob,
Thanks a lot for this lovely written internet diary!
We Latvians should learn a lot from you. Your genuine interest in Latvian culture and history, your respect and tolerance for this country, your pride of your own country is so amazing! And the way you try to learn and respect Latvian language is so great!
You are very open to new cultures, new knowledges and new challenges. And that is somentjhing I hold very dear.
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My name is Indra and I`m one of Attistiba students and must addmit that Bob`s courses were ones of the best during my first year studies.
Withs best regards and greatings from rainy Latvia,
Indra
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