— The hotel
MORRISON apartment/15 guests/7bedrooms/Riga Old Town
When I first stepped out of the underground station onto Kaļķu iela, the city greeted me with that sharp, briny tang of the Daugava at a distance and the familiar hum of Riga’s traffic. My destination was the MORRISON apartment, a narrow block down from the station, tucked between a vintage bakery that still smells of freshly baked rye and a little art shop selling hand‑woven scarves. I was pleasantly surprised by the check‑in process – it was all digital, no queue, and the front desk staff handed me a keycard with a grin, saying, “you’ll love the place.” I mean, you can walk in right away, and that’s a relief in a city where you often wait for a receptionist to come out. The building itself is an old, two‑floor structure with a wooden door that creaks a little when you open it, giving it a homey, lived‑in feel from the get-go.
Inside, the space is surprisingly generous – seven bedrooms, designed to accommodate up to fifteen guests, all with their own small balconies overlooking the cobblestone streets of Old Town. The living area has a big, worn leather sofa that smells faintly of old coffee, almost like the place has been lived in for years. I could hear the faint rustle of the radiator in the corner, and a small fan humming in the hallway, keeping the air from getting too stuffy. The kitchen is a real gem: stainless steel appliances, a small island, and a view of a courtyard where pigeons are always at play. The cabinets are lined with artisanal soaps, and there’s a small espresso machine that makes the best morning coffee you can get in Riga. The bedrooms are cosy, with linen that feels almost buttery, and the