Latvia!

After a long and restless flight, we (Richard Payne and I) are safely in Latvia for the 2017 Annual Conference of the Latvian Methodist Churches. After a wind-tossed landing in Riga, we hopped in the car with Gita M. and Ericka for the 3-hour drive to Liepaja. It was cool outside! *sweet sigh* Our only stop was at the StatOil for a potty break and a snack. No hot dog this time, but a very tasty cream-filled shortbread baked wonder. I just love Latvia.

We went first to Liepaja LAMB for hugs and for Richard to join the Wesley Camp board meeting. Gita and I helped Daina "correct" the cats tails (i.e. remove unwanted leaves) so that she could love her arrangements more. She and Astra had spent part of the day out in the woods chopping down grass, cats tails, flowers, and berries to use in the arrangements that will decorate the church for the Annual Conference. They are so gifted! We also enjoyed the youth practicing their praise songs for the worship time.



Gita and I headed to the hotel to get me checked in and spent a great time visiting in my room while the Wesley Camp board was still meeting. Afterward, we enjoyed a great dinner at Cili Pizza with Kristine, Vivita and Edgars and kids, Bishop Alstead, and the lay leader from Cēsis whose name escapes me at the moment. (Juris?)

Ready for a heavy night of sleeping and a great day tomorrow!

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