If I'd gone to Sigulda a couple of months ago I would, I'm sure, have considered it drab, cold and featureless. Back then, that's how everywhere looked: concrete and puddles and snow-piles on the pavement. But today, with temperatures pushing fifteen degrees, the sky a brilliant sheen of blue, and a ten-kilometre hike to Turaida Castle in polo shirt and sunglasses, for a few sun-filled hours the place was truly glorious.
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