So, apparently in Lithuania reserving a “private double room” means a private room with ONE double sized bed. My buddy and I reenacting our thoughts when we found out that we would be sharing a single BRO-Bed.
So, we ate at something like the Lithuanian version of Chili’s, except it pretended to be a traditional farmhouse complete with this awesome mural and these props. Also, I ordered “cucumber water” which turned out tasting like pickle water with dill. Also, they had a dessert called “the Mexican” which was a scoop of ice cream wearing a pineapple sombrero. If you’re ever in the neighborhood, stop on by!
Is it immature that I found the Lithuanian name for milk really funny?
Company name FAIL. Vilnius, Lithuania.
California, Europe
One of the things I love (selfishly, of course being from there) is Europe’s fascination with California. So many places throughout the continent are named for the American state, from tapas bars to used clothing stores. The upside for me: whenever I tell someone I’m from California on that side of the Atlantic, I’m invariably greeted with “oohs and aahs.” Then again they probably think our state is just wine bars and beaches.
A rainy day in Vilnius.
So our bus from Latvia to Lithuania was rocking 1980’s-vintage American music videos for four hours.
“Labdien, Cindi Lauper!”
Budak's Tumblr: From SF, but living in DC. Social Entrepreneur and Travel Writer. I like adventures, roadtrips, photography, California and empanadas.
