Meguva Palanga

So, jetzt finde ich endlich mal wieder die Muße mich hier literarisch zu ergießen.<br>Ich habe meinen Rucksack gepackt, hab die Tür hinter mir abgeschlossen und bin zum Busbahnhof. Habe es irgendwie der dicken Dame hinter dem Schalter begreiflich gemacht, dass ich nach Klaipeda möchte. Ja ich bin Student, ja in Vilnius... WO IST DAS PROBLEM? Im allgemeinen lösen sich Sprachbarrieren aufgrund unterschiedlicher Verständigungsbasis nicht durch Erhöhen der Lautstärke, aber auch das ...

It took just over 3 hours to drive from Vilnius to Klaipeda with very light traffic. The drive is a little boring, but comfortable. The Magnisima Hotel is in the new (er) part of town within walking distance from the old town and with a secure parking lot in the rear. The room (#7) is very spacious and tastefully furnished. The street misses a couple of light poles, so gets a ...

... the waterfront, stopping occasionally. At one point, I notice a lot of nude people. As I observer more closely, it is all women. I had passed onto the border of the women only zone. I quickly turn around. There is a sign at the entrance in Lithuanian. No pictorial sign like I had seen before. Oops.<br><br>Lots of wind kept people against the sand dunes. There is a network of sand areas inside the dunes ...

... am a beach walker. I get bored hanging in one spot. Virtually no one does this. The female only zones complicates this since I have to exit the beach and take the path to the next guys OK zone. It is a really nice beach for one that is just outside an urban area. Not enough surf for surfing or boogie boarding. <br><br>I go for a drink back in Klaipeda. As I walk down a street, I see lots of action going on in an alleyway. I go in. I found the café spot for 30+, Pasazo ...

... publicly until the late 1980s. So, although not many people know, you can go and ask the ranger to show you the remains of the base, the control room and the massive diesel generator used to run it, the 25m deep silos, and the slide back mounds on top (yes, very Bond in Thunderball!). Awesome. Imagine trying to see that prior to 1991 when the country was under Russian rule.

... and the old lady that owned the place showed us a charming room that was decorated with garage sale rejects. She was chatty with the guys but I have no idea what was discussed. When they asked where the bathroom was she took us outside and opened the door to this small shack (aka outhouse!). Inside I saw a sink and outdoor shower. From the get go I knew I wasn't staying at this place but one of the Lithuanian guys was looking for a better place to stay as well. The woman ...

Ignore what we said about the worst campsite this beats the lot - toilets were holes in the ground, the shower was invented by the local made professor and was patented trust me when i say no one will by buying it!. As for Palanga it deserves better a great beach resort with loads to do and see, cheap and good fun for a few days or a week well worth a visit. While we were their they were holding a ...

... frå russisken litt langt bak i hjernebarken i augneblinken). Som sagt kan eg ikkje litauisk. Med språket satsar eg likevel på at det skal gå bra på dette mystiske reisemålet. Fleire og fleire lærer seg engelsk, det har tradisjonelt vore eit turistmål for tyskarar, og på grunn av sovjettida, sit det vel att ein del russisk også. Sidan eg er utlending, går det vel bra å prata russisk. Men eg gler meg!

... how important food is in my world!). I had a plate of yummy goulash, it was different this time, almost creamy and with dill, and a heaping salad. Two thumps up and I was nice and warm! Went back to wait for the bus, the driver was sitting outside of it at the stop having a beer. Made me giggle. I made friends with a French couple, Helen was a student in France and Ben was working in Minsk so this was her trip to visit him. Got the bus and ...

Since my voyages down the southern part of Eastern Europe, great as they were, had been disappointingly bereft of sandy beaches, I had been quite looking forward to coming here. I saw very little of Klaipeda. Really, only the part of town between the hostel and the old ferry port, where I would catch the boat over to Neringa every day. That seemed nice enough, but once again, I didn't ...