Riga Old Town Walking Tour in a Small Group

My name is Riga. I was born more than eight centuries ago at the Daugava River and since then I have become much more beautiful and attractive. My father was Bishop Albert of Livonia and I was happy with it, but then came a lot of foreigners, who wanted to conquer my heart. However, I managed to stay strong and proud. Listen to my name again – Ri-ga. It sounds like music, like a promise, like a secret. Come and discover it!