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... the supermarket. This way definitely felt more of an experience whereas a supermarket was fairly similar to home. That afternoon we decided to head back through the Old Town and cross the river. The hostel staff had recommended a good place to climb up where you have a pretty good view over Kaunus. It wasn't that far to walk although we briefly considered taking the tram up but were very pleased we decided against that as 20 minutes later it still ...
... skin tight stone washed jeans, leather boots, leather jackets, and high pony tail with random make up
Nope, classy, classy classy.
After 3 hours of cocktails and devine food we held our breath as we asked for the bill to head back and crash out.
65.00 euros later.
3 hours of cocktails.
I will be giving Jazzbar a very high rating on tripadvisor.
Tomorrow, off to old town!
Slept quite well in my private room. The bed was comfy and there wasn't too much noise. I showered and after a quick coffee and croissant at a downstairs café, I headed out to do some sightseeing before I had to leave for Vilnius later on. It was at this point that I realised that something wasn’t quite right with my contact lenses. My left eye was fine, but my right was really blurry. When I put them in, I’m sure I felt the right one in there because it felt a ...
... every intention of sneaking us in through the exit doors. The door lady would nothing of this idea. "No monastery for you!" Sigh. Soon enough our trusty van was back to take us to the Kaunas yacht club. Part of the river was dammed for hydroelectric power creating this busy site. We walked around and took in the calm waters.
The highlight of the day was dinner at Alvydas and Irena’s house. It was the dinner that never ended. ...
... bring out a scrapbook of old photographs. After some discussion, the bus picked up Lione, too, and we were on our way to visit the farm where Barb's grandmother was born. The relatives ventured out into the field to collect some plant life and actual ground, and were soon accompanied in Lithuanian song about the clover and daisy falling in love. As if this was not enough reconnecting with roots, the next stop ...