Motel Zarasai

... in ihren Üb**legungen kein Gewicht od** gar Aufm**ksamkeit?
Ich sitze hi**. Ich bastle, mache tue, hänge vor diesem PC und suche täglich in ihm nach irgendwas, was mein Int**esse weckt.
Je we***** Futt** ein Gehirn bekommt, desto mehr schaltet es auf Sparflamme. Bis es irgendwann in den Wint**schlaf fällt. Dann hat man nur noch seine Traumhälfte, die ja bekanntlich Fakten oft durcheinand** wirft. WIe ein Delphin, wenn ** schl ...

... die Straße ein Stück weit** hoch laufen, warum nicht auf die nächste Grünphase warten, warum nicht einfach umdrehen?

Vielleicht ist diese Sinnkrise ein ganz bewusst von d** Evolution entwickelt** Prozess, um alten Ballast aus v**staubten Hemisphären zu entf**nen. Um sein „Bis jetzt“ zu resümi**en, um Fäden zu sammeln und sie zu ein** festen „Ab jetzt“-Kordel zu drehen, die auch stark** Belastung und Witt**ung trotzt.

Vielleicht sind ...

... for chalet row number 15. Its that type of labeling that doesn't do the place any justice.

Indeed, once outside the center of town you get the communist housing blocks that all look the same. Its almost as if the government bought them flat packed from Ikea, they all look the same and its not pretty. I was trying to find a word to describe what feeling these buildings invoke and ...

... ourselves for a while.

On the drive out of Zarasai, there were plenty of hitch-hikers - black-clad and scary looking. Our car was stuffed full, but we still managed to fit a couple of lads in, with Saskia and Eartha sitting on their knees. After they left us in Utena, we picked up another one for a few km.

Two minutes after we'd dropped him off, we saw a bloke in a suit hitching. We both shrugged and drove on by. Sorry, we only pick up hitchers that look mad, bad and dangerous!

We arrived in Zarasai too late for the tourist information centre. We had nowhere to stay and we had to stop for the night. We'd been driving for about six hours. Zarasai is the first habitation in Lithuiania that we thought might have a hostel or if it came to the worst, a campsite. We were well knackered, and we really didn't want to put up a tent and try to cook on one ring, if there was a ...

... I asked him. "Back to Kaunas or a bit more of Visaginas?" "I'll stay a while in Visaginas. All my friends are here right now. They're all back for their summer vacation." I nodded. Certainly, student life was all the same everywhere. "And how about you?" he asked. "I'm headed for Vilnius. I'll travel around Lithuania a bit, and then go on to Latvia and Estonia. I'll go home in two weeks." He explained to me where the ...

... will. Having said that, I must add that I was left out at the sidelines for an obvious reason, which hadn't seemed that obvious to me a short time before. I mean, once again it occurred to no one there that in this world there was a breed called vegetarians. But in these parts, so it would seem, this old breed obviously existed well below the radar. In other words, the word for food there translated into grilled meat only. On this occasion at least. But Robi was on a ...

... in style. I.e. a van was coming to pick us up. While we were waiting for everyone to gather and for van to arrive, Sasha said: "One can tell right away you're foreigners." "Is that right? How's that?" "Just like that. By everything. Your looks. Your style." I never thought about it. But I guess there had to be something to it. "Maybe that's because we're musicians," I offered, hinting at our looks to as an explanation. "Maybe partly. But even if you were not ...

... we exactly enjoyed the level of comfort and luxury offered, but what could you do now? One didn't have to be too smart to realise that the hotel was the way it was and Visaginas wasn't really overflowing with different possibilities. The way I saw it, we all had a very simple choice. Either to take it all in stride and try to make most of our stay, or to complain, to focus on the negative and possibly miss the good things here. For nothing could be changed. Either for us or for the ...

Next day (friday, saturday ?? dunno :/) we went by car with some other people to party place, in the middle of the nowhere, near Visaginas, Utena region, N-E Lithuania ... It was cooold (salti !!) but cool :) We stayed at someone's dacha for 2 nights, forrest, lake, fire, sausages, beer, vodka, birthday cake and funny people (especially 2 spanish hihih...) Me happy !! Went cold, dirrty and smoked back to my host place on sunday ...