Haus Pas Birute Nida

... wurde mir meine Emotionalität ein Hindernis.
Unsere Hintergründe hätten kaum widersprüchlicher sein können, aber sie waren es, die uns soviel Gesprächsstoff verschafften und es noch tun, weil wir, trotz der einseitigen Sprachbarriere, doch etwas gemeinsam haben: Das Interesse an Wissen, Bildung und persönlicher Weiterentwickung sprich permanenter Erweiterung oder zumindest Erhaltung des bisherigen Horizonts.

So waren wir denn auf der riesigen Wanderdüne, die geschmückt ist von ...

... nach zu urteilen, war er der litauischen Sprache wenig bis gar nicht mächtig, aber keine Ahnung was fürn Landsmann. Gut, ich kenn da ja nichts, ich also rund heraus:"You're not from here, are you?!" - "No..." - "Where you wanna go?" "I thought about the Curonian Spit, but I guess today it's to late..." - "What??? Why? C'm on! I'm going there either, may I join you, Ive already been here, thats not far!!!" - "Why not... Danny, nice to meet you!" - "Martina, nice to meet you ...

... town there were no tourists, no people as it was off season. We felt like we had whole town only for us...and the beaches!
There are also interesting places to see nearby, including some of the highest sand dunes in Europe, fisherman's ethnographic museum, gallery-museum of amber, neo-Gothic church (built in 1888).

... dark at night when walking back, but didnt feel unsafe to me. From the hotel to old town takes around 15 minutes on foot. Most of the way is a shopping street. The old town it self is small and not very exciting, but has some nice restaurants and bars. I had dinner somewhere outside in the city centre, which was very cheap. This being a Sunday evening, it was pretty quiet.

... As I walk into the courtyard, I see the restaurant in the back. There are several restaurants which appear to merge. I am apparently sitting in the are of one restaurant but am able to order from the menu of the steak house. Steak was OK. Service was terrible. I think the steak had been sitting out for awhile. In the US, I would send it back but too difficult with the waiter’s limited English.

... Which way do you think I want to go? To the right of course. As I approach the fork, I see a sign. It pictorially shows that women only to the right. What I interpret to be anyone to the left. Dang it! From the top of the dunes I can see that the women only section is far more crowded than anywhere else on the beach. Despite warm weather and being a Friday in July, it is not particularly crowded. I later see a sign for men only. A half dozen older guy sunning in the nude ...

... for amber. Yes, Karen had to humour Brad on many occasions while we pulled in to another beautiful sandy beach as 'it looks to have potential'. It's more the fun of it than anything else (the main finds are in autumn the day after big storms whip up the sea) but Brad was happy with his little nugget-ets (which Karen still thinks is just rock). Just like our prowess at fishing, we unfortunately still had to buy the good stuff though!

... nice and had a rustic feel to it. Charming would be a good way to describe it; charming is also a good way to describe the attractive B&B receptionist. I guess Klaipeda has something in common with Toledo! Off to the TI to do some planning for our time in Klaipeda. My headache was worsening. I considered using the corkscrew on my Swiss Army knife to drill a hole in my temple to relieve the pressure. I was in a ****** mood for most ...

... to Nida to catch the bus. Once we were back in Smilthynes we decided to venture into the pub for a pint. We also gave the famous Lithuanian beer snack a try, strips of fried dark garlic bread with cheese. Pretty tasty with a beer! Caught the ferry back and grabbed a cup a noodles and a beer and headed back to the hostel. Ended up staying up quite late with the girl working at the hostel and another Lithuanian guy. I had to try the local cider :)

... human being. When I go back to my short hair, I feel like much more of intimidating of a character than when I have my beard. With my short hair I just feel livelier, its odd. I ran into the Swiss girls before I got on the ferry, we setup to meet tomorrow to do a beach day (if we didn't bump into each other in the small town that night). Random people packed into this mini-bus on the other ...