Loud birds vs partying neighbours

What do you do, when you start hating your neighbours? It's fine to be sleepy in the morning because of the party that you attended the night before, but is it ok to be sleepy because of the neighbours partying every night 2 floors below? Don't think so, however, I really don't know what is the best solution in this kind of situations. In my opinion, calling the police is the last thing to do, as no matter how much you want to sleep, it cannot compare to the problems the other people might have. However, when we had not even a party, just a bit more people than usual having some beers and talking even without any music, our neighbours called the police at 1 am. Now there is a party second night in a row and no one seems to care.
If I would be Bulgarian, probably, I would go downstairs and asked politely to be more quite, however being a foreigner makes is a bit more difficult. Yes, I am sure they speak English, or even may be Russian, however talking to drunk people at 1 am in English might be not the best solution.
Tomorrow I am going to write them a letter... But so far even my earplugs aren't helpful... Wish me luck.

Office things (good and bad)

Everything cannot be totally perfect. Even in our office there are drawbacks, even though I wouldn't want to say anything bad about it. It just seems rediculously stupid how people are fighting for the chairs. The fact is that there are couple of "better" chairs and the rest are just regular ones. And people are stealing the "better" chairs from each other. And this is not the whole story yet, they are putting the numbers on the chairs to recognise "their" chairs. When I came to the office, I had a "better" chair by defaul, but then someone put a number on it and it doesn't belong to me anymore. The problem is that at 16.30 the two shifts are changing, but for us it is about the time of making follow up calls to the clients. Do you think it's possible to hear anything oer the phone when there are twice as much people as there should be, all of them are talking and the chairs are rolling back and forward? I really don't want it to sound that way, but it's true, even our office is not always perfect.

Happiness and sadness

Airports are places where happiness and sadness are walking together. Airports, bus and train stations, harbors. One of the saddest moments this summer was one month ago, June 18, when Lena and Vlad were leaving to Ukraine after spending a week in Riga with me. This summer 4 of my Erasmus friends visited me in Riga, but I wasn't so sad about Aida and Evelina, because they live in Lithuania, and I know that it takes 2-3 hours by bus to see each other. Erasmus is the best and the worst thing in life. It brings people together, and takes them apart. It's the second thing in life where happiness and sadness are walking together.
Then - really sad moments at the airport in Riga, when my grandparents were sending me off to Bulgaria and my friend Alenka, who works at the airport was following me to the gate.

Then - really happy moments at Varna airport, when Temelko and me were meeting Despina. While we were waiting for her, I saw a little girl, around 6 years old. She just arrived with her mother and her father was meeting them. They needed to wait for their bags, but she was so impatient, that she left her mom to wait for luggage and ran to her dad. We remembered the words from one movie that "airports have seen more love than other places", don't remember the exact quotation...