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.
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!”