Ok, here's what's going on. I'm kind of cracking in rural Latvia. I had gas station food for breakfast, which might have had something to do with it (hotdog in a cheeze bun, a mini pizza, and coke, about $2). Hey come on it's a cool church

So I tried to cross the border at Valka(Latvia)/Valga(Estonia). The city had a wierd feel. Too much mercury in the water? I was waiting in line at the border, minding my own business, staring at a beautiful young woman, and an old woman storms up ranting and whining. She raised up her fist and schreached and screamed with a evil, evil look on her face like she was casting a spell. After she was escorted away, I was told that this border crossing is only for
Estonians and Latvians. I had to go a few miles east to the international crossing. Yeah, I know the drill.