PANERIAI AND ONTO POLAND

Monday 14 September

We pack up the van and switch the fridge to battery, of which there is little power left, but we hope there is enough to keep the food cool until we get to a campsite to power up again.

We head out of Vilnius city.  A lovely place and was absolutely worth visiting.

We head south to a little village called Paneriai which is where the Nazi’s did most of their killing of the Lithuanian jews plus some Russians and others they wanted to exterminate numbers around the 100,000 but no one really knows exactly how many people died.  This village is only about 10kms out of the city centre and when you stop here you can understand why they used this place.  It is on the train line, far enough from the city, but in the middle of a large wooded area.  We had to park at the train station and walk about 1km to the memorial. There are about 5 pits that they used to kill the people and a pit for burning the bodies when eventually they decided they needed to hide the evidence.

We hadn’t realised but the museum here was closed on a Monday, but that was ok as we could walk around the pits without any other tourists there, it was just us and that made it very real.  It had that same eerie feeling where you felt like you had to look behind you just in case you were the next one to go into the pit.  Sounds weird, but although I want to see these places as they represent what happened and the history that I am interested in learning about, I feel I want to run away from this place when we arrive.  In a forest like this you would normally hear birds or other noises, but this place was silent.  There were no birds or other animals and there was no beauty.  Fear, horror, terror is what I feel here.

As we head south out of Lithuania, I think of all the little things we observed in the Baltic countries that were different.  Cows are not enclosed in paddocks they are chained to spikes in the ground like we do to dogs at picnics, quite funny really.  Lithuanians are particularly keen gardeners and you see their little gardens often in a community area away from the houses and then you see them on the side of the roads selling their produce to make a few bucks.  Cats rule here, they are everywhere and dogs would be scared.  The Baltic cities are all amazing and well worth the trip to see them.  Lithuania would be my favourite for countryside.  Farming is huge in Lithuania and people try to keep their yards looking nice even if their houses are quite run down on the outside.  We think the freedom that people feel here since the occupation finished is very palpable and shows in all that they do.  In the whole of the Baltic countries we didn’t experience road rage in a huge way nor that many problematic drivers as we had been lead to believe.  We would come back here in a heartbeat.

We drive south over the border into Poland and see similar little plots of peoples gardens they are tending to and it looks like a neat country similar to Lithuania.  We know we aren’t going to be able to get too far so we stop in a town called Augustow which is on a lake.  We pull into the marina and talk to the guy.  We didn’t have any Polish zlotys and we had not known what the exchange rate was so the guy wanted to charge us 60zlotys but he said he would take 25euro.  What we didn’t know was the exchange rate between the two currencies meant he charged us double euro which we paid as we didn’t have anything else….bastard taking advantage like that.

Anyway as per normal we were the only ones at the marina staying and they had to give us our own key to the handicapped toilet and shower.  Although they told us they had wifi it wouldn’t work for us – so what’s new.

In the morning before we took off I had made the decision that we needed to go into the town and find the information centre and buy a sim for Poland so that at least we could find places to stay – freebies preferably and of course some zlotys.  So we biked into the town and what a lovely town it was – the small kind that I really like as they are more personal.  We found an ATM, got money and then found a T-Mobile.  5 zloty it cost for a sim for the tablet for 1GB – $2aud, so cheap.  We had a bit of a look around and then had a coffee at a lovely café recommended by the information place staff.  We biked back to the marina and packed up the van and headed out of town.  Driving out confirmed what a lovely place it was – the kind you just want to spend a bit more time having a look around but unfortunately we don’t have the time.  Whilst we had been parked in the marina we had looked at the front tyres and they didn’t seem to be wearing well and one front tyre was ridged and worn badly so we determined that once we got to Gdansk we would find a tyre place and replace both front tyres.  In Belgium they reckoned we would get another 10-15,000 miles out of them and we had already done 8,000 miles – 13,000 kms so it was worth getting them done.

We hit the road – we had about 390kms of highway to drive before we got to Gdansk so it would be a long drive.  We arrived in a little settlement out of Gdansk called Stegna which is right on the beach but also surrounded by forest.  The forest goes right up to the beach dunes.  The campground was lovely and the owner couldn’t have been more helpful to us.  We stayed two nights and we did our washing and went to the beach and Scot had a swim – of course (in the Baltic sea).  The beach, unlike Scandinavia was very clean and there were lots of birds and shells showing an abundance of sea life.  There were a few people around on the beach sun bathing but no one was swimming as the sea was a bit cold.  We had a coffee and then biked into the little town of Stegna which was very small.  We got some fresh berries and vowed to come back and get some of the farm veges on our way out.  We got the lady of the camp to phone the tyre place 45 minutes drive away to see if they could fit us in the following day on our way out which was fine by them.  There were a lot of stray cats at this camp which seemed to get their food from the campers who felt sorry for them.  They were quite skittish and didn’t want patting but were happy to receive any scraps we had.  Washing finished, bed remade, ironing done (yes I bought a travel iron and I iron my pillow slips and hankies)  we had tea and an early night.

We got up quite early and had a walk along the beach which was so nice.  This is our last seaside walk for a while as we will be inland for a while.  We headed off for the tyre place just outside of Gdansk.  When we got out of the van when we pulled up our tyres were pointing outward and I saw the inside of one side and metal threads were all sticking out of the inside of the tyre.  I nearly died of fright.  Here we were travelling at highway speed for 390kms two days ago and had that tyre blown we would not have survived.  My god we have some amazing angel looking over us.  The other tyre was just as dreadful.  They guy in the tyre place was a bit shocked I think, but they had worn where we couldn’t see them and we had done the right thing by making a decision to replace them when we thought they weren’t that bad.  Anyway we sat for about 3 hours whilst they put new tyres on, did an alignment and we also got them to change the oil and filter since it was nearly at 10,000 miles.

It was late when we got back on the road so we didn’t make it very far and stopped for the night at Znin.  We went to a campground – empty as usual – but it was such a half star place.  The kitchen was out of the 60’s and the showers and toilets were unbelievable, but you deal with what they have and it’s only one night.  The surrounds were old and quite run down as well.

The next day we decided we would drive over to Germany and find a camper store and see if they had a van hinge to replace our broken one.  I had found a store that looked quite good, so we headed over west to Frandfurt an der Oder.  It took most of the day as the roads are quite slow.  Poland is a very pretty country with lovely treed countryside and cute villages.  A little run down in a lot of places but still a lovely country.  We found out that the road rules in Poland aren’t followed too well.  On roads with a single lane each way and a small side area for pulling over vehicles are expected to drive in the pull over lane so others can pass when cars are coming towards them.  And if the car passing can’t fit in their own lane the vehicle coming towards them has to pull right over in their side lane so all 3 vehicles can fit side by side.  We watched as huge trucks would overtake someone not caring if cars were coming the other way or not.  Hilarious for us watching, but not so when all of a sudden you are confronted with a truck coming toward you and you are expected to pull over as far as you can out of their way, but that is how they drive and you either play the game or lose!  On the highways heading out of Poland there were heaps of young girls in skimpy gear standing on the side of the road either near truck stops or in areas that trucks could pull over.  We called them the truck roots on the truck routes.  There were heaps of them and I guess because there are literally thousands of trucks that pass each day they are bound to make enough money to live on.  You can tell that Europe moves most of it’s products by truck rather than train as there are just so many of them.

We arrived at the German camper shop in the late afternoon and asked about hinges.  The guy really wasn’t’ interested in helping us, it was late Friday afternoon and he really couldn’t be bothered with us which was a pity as we had travelled a long way, but they had nothing at all.  We left feeling very disappointed.

We then had to find somewhere for the night so we travelled down a bit further south in Germany.

We needed to stop at a supermarket and as we drove through this small town I commented to Scot that it looked very ethnic, quite unlike Germany. We saw a supermarket beside a McDonalds so we pulled into the car park and had a look around us.  We realised that in the small wooded area beside this shopping centre there was a group of maybe 40 refugees living there.  They were sitting and walking all through the car park and were looking very ominous.  In amongst the pristine countryside of Germany these refugees had accumulated the most disgusting pile of rubbish strewn everywhere in the wood (There were rubbish bins not being used).  I was horrified.  Here these people are wanting to be given a new life in a new country and they treat it with such disrespect and contempt.  A lot of the guys had phones, were smoking and drinking and obviously were having McDonalds.  If they are so hard done by then how come they can afford these things I ask.  For me they deserve everything they get if this is how they are going to treat Europe for trying to help them.  I would march along with all the others that have around Europe in protest about them coming into Europe.  I think they should send them back, the bunch of complete ungrateful assholes!!   28 European states are looking at housing 120,000 refugees yet this is only 20 days worth of immigrants.  Funny enough, the Czech Republic, Slovakia, Romania and one other don’t want to help because they have no muslim population.  They can only see problems.  Several of the countries have already put in border controls and Hungary has built a fence.  It is not good and as we get nearer the problem areas we aren’t sure what we will be confronted with.  There has been rioting etc, so is definitely a concern for us.

We drove straight out of this carpark after locking our doors and drove onto a camp ground.  They were closed for the night and the gate was closed so we camped outside in the car park for the night for free.

Saturday 19 September

We were up the next morning and headed out early before anyone in the camp ground woke up.  They couldn’t do anything about us anyway as we had arrived late and it wasn’t our fault we had to stay outside for the night.  We were undecided where we should go next and initially decided we would drive towards Krakow.  We got on this road that took us into Poland but the surface was so dreadful we thought it would shake the van to pieces.  There was no other road to travel on and we went probably 60kms on this horrendous road – see pictures below.  We stopped about midday at McDonalds McCafe for a coffee and at that point we decided we wouldn’t go to Krakow – we would go into Czech Republic first and then go back up into Poland after doing this country.  Poland is so big we can’t do all of it.  So we headed slightly back the way we came and down into the Czech Republic.

It is a lot hillier in this country and for the first time we headed up and down windy hills.  It is very pretty countryside here.  We had to buy a vignette on the way in.  This is a sticker for your windscreen which pays for the road tax/tolls for the period of time you are in the country.  We bought one for 10 days.  The police are very active here in checking for them and if you get caught without one the fines can be quite severe.

We decided to camp at the marina on a little island in the middle of the river near Prague city or Praha as the Czechs call it.  We arrived at the camp about 4pm.

VILNIUS MARATHON

Sunday 13 September

Marathon day!

We got up in time to see the events before the marathon took off at 9am.  There was the marathon and the half marathon that took off at 9am and there were thousands competing.  It was great to be there like we were a part of it.  They paraded the flags of all the nationalities taking part and they read out all the countries and there was a NZ flag for Scot – we believe he was the only one from the other side of the world because there wasn’t an Aussie flag.  After the marathon started we walked up Gedimino ave for a coffee and when we were finished some of the runners were coming down this part of the course so we started cheering them on.  After having competed ourselves, there is nothing nicer than people cheering you on especially if you are feeling like you are struggling, so we did a lot of this but others just stood and stared at the runners.

We went down to the square then to watch the winners come through.  The first guy was a Kenyan who ran the marathon in 2 hours 25 minutes – which was 40 minutes faster than the first female over the line and about 10 minutes ahead of the second male, absolutely amazing and he didn’t even look puffed.  We went back to the van for a bite for lunch and then went back to watch the start of the 10km run of which there were thousands competing as well.  We took back our NZ flag with us and it was quite hilarious because whilst waiting for the 10km race to run there were lots of photographers taking pot shots of the crowd and runners etc.  When they saw our flag they started taking photos of us standing at the barrier.  Then one of them came over and said are you really from New Zealand or is your flag a Joke.   So funny – they really didn’t believe anyone would be there from the other side of the world.

Then Scots run came up – the 4.2km run and again there were thousands running in it which was just great to see.  They gave everyone participating a medal at the end which was so cool as a momento.  I know Scot could have run more but I didn’t want him to push it as he has had problems with his archilies from running previously and he hasn’t been training.  I cheered on from the side line whilst fighting to keep my front line spot on the barrier.

Scot’s feeling during the run – when he started to feel a bit of pain, that his was voluntary whereas the pain of the Lithuanians during the occupation was anything but and this spurred him on.  Also thinking that only 5 months ago he had had part of his body removed and how awesome to be able to be participating in something like this.

They gave away free beer ( non alcoholic) at the finish which Scot snavelled a few.  Once all the events were completed we went and had dinner out before heading back to the van.  We tried to read as it was quite early but our power was nearly dead so it was too difficult.  It will be a buggar on the road tomorrow as we will have no power in our batteries to keep the fridge cool and you can’t drive with the gas on.  Our loo also is almost full so tomorrow we must find a camp ground.

VILNIUS, LITHUANIA

Friday 11 September

Vilnius was only 30kms away from Trakai so we arrived there about lunchtime.  We parked in a car park that was a few minutes walk to the old town.  The car park allowed motorhomes to park for 24hrs at a time but had no facilities.  Rob and Sue had told us about it.  It was a great place, even though it was quite isolated, no one much came into the car park and it had security cameras all around and the police patrolled the roadway in each night (don’t know why – and they didn’t either when I asked).

We walked into the town and started to walk around some of the tourist sights.  We passed a few weddings about to start and one church we went into they were about to start the ceremony so we left feeling like we were intruding a bit.  It is obviously a very popular place for weddings and Friday was a popular day.  We got harassed by a few beggars – these guys though were funny as they had legs bandaged up and we thought possibly fake makeup on to look like injuries and they often faked bad walking postures for the sympathy effect.   They were ok though as they just left when we shook our heads.  We sat at the information place to try and get emails, but it’s difficult to sit for very long at these places so after a short time we left.  We went to an area called Uzupis which is an arty farty area.  We stopped for a drink and a cheese platter at a hotel there – for our wedding anniversary – and they refused to tell us their WIFI code even though they had given it to some others who were sitting close by, so we left.  Uzupis has it’s own constitution and rules and pleads to be it’s own republic, not sure how that works though.

We went to find a cat café but it wasn’t there which was a shame as it was a bit out of the old town and we wasted some precious time. We were a bit tired so after we had a walk through the lovely gardens near the cathedral square and a short walk up Gedimino avenue we went back to the van before dark (which is getting earlier every day unfortunately) and Scot cooked dinner.

The next day we walked up to the top of the hill beside the car park where there was a castle and some ruins and got a great view over Vilnius.  They have kept a lot of greenery and it makes it look like a very small city indeed.  They have a lot of parkland which featured fountains, very pretty flower gardens and wide pathways.  We watched in the cathedral square as they were putting up a whole lot of tents and wondered what was happening.  We discovered there was a marathon on in Vilnius tomorrow and because of this we made the decision to stay an extra day.  I convinced Scot he would be fine to do a short run and how awesome to be involved in something on this side of the world along with something like 20,000 other people, so he went and registered to seal his fate.

We then walked along Gedimino avenue to find a second cat café which we knew was still operating but they hadn’t opened for the morning when we arrived so we went down the road for a coffee.  Just as we were crossing the road I spotted the Japanese man we had spoken to in Trakai, so we went up and spoke to him and invited him to have a coffee with us since he was on his own.  He thought we were hassling him until he recognised us with surprise but declined as he was heading to the airport to go home.

We headed back to the cat café when it was open.  They have 13 cats here but have a licence for 15.  They don’t rehome them, this is their full time home and they are simply there for people to come and have a pat of them whilst having a cuppa or a meal.  The cats are generally friendly but I felt they just get too much attention and they really wanted to just be left to their own devices.  It was cool though.  There are many such cafes right around the world particularly in places like Tokyo or New York where it is difficult for people to have their own cats.

We then went in search of the campsite we thought was nearby here because our van was running out of power and we also were close to needing the loo emptied, but we couldn’t find it.  We did however find multiple weddings happening.  One church we walked past had 3 brides virtually lining up to get married.  When one came out of the church, the next one and their guests filed into the church and the next one moved up in line to wait.  Even though Scot was dying to tell them it was a great day to get married as it was our Wedding Anniversary but he didn’t.  I doubt they would have spoken English anyway.

Next we went into the KGB Museum also called the Museum of Genocide Victims.  It was in the actual building that the Nazis and the KGB used when each of them occupied Lithuania.  The base of the building has the names engraved of those they know were murdered in this building.  They brought people here who were deemed to be collaborators, resistance members, political agitators or those who helped the resistance.  Any who had been previously in power when they took over as political figures were considered a threat as well as many others for various reasons – but since when did the Nazi’s or the KGB need reasons?

We wandered around reading about the plight of Lithuania and how dreadful l they were treated from the time of the Russian occupation before and after WWII and during the Nazi occupation. They had various photos along with spiel in each of the rooms and one particularly graphic room had photographs of murdered people as they had lain when killed.  Very graphic and quite upsetting. The basement of this building had been used to house the people that either occupier had arrested and in one small cell they could have up to 24 people – really just enough room to sit with cramped legs.  From the moment I walked down the stairs I could feel this oppressive energy like I have never felt in my life.  They murdered too many people to even mention the numbers here in these cells and you could feel it.  I can barely describe what I felt in the cells as we walked along looking, until I walked into one particular one.  There was nothing different about this cell compared to others but as I went inside I thought I was going to vomit.  The feeling I got was so strong and felt so dreadful, like a huge weight, I had to get out and thankfully there were exercise yards opposite where I could get some fresh air.  I don’t know if others can feel the same thing, but as I said I have never felt anything like this, but I guess when you have thousands of people murdered in these confines it must leave some spiritual energy behind.  When we went into the torture chamber – I was surprised they didn’t have any torture implements or anything.  They were just showing a video re-enacting how some of the murders were done.  But like that one other cell, although there was little in this room, I couldn’t handle the feeling and I had to leave.  I couldn’t look at the rest of the museum as I felt so sick from the oppressive energy so we left.  I would go back to that museum in a heartbeat as it has taught us so much of what happened in this part of the world that we never knew about.

We walked around more of the town and then went back over to Uzupis to look for the other campground where we may park up the next night.  The campsite was a shit hole and was fine for the hostel people who were staying there, but not a pleasant place to park the van so we decided we wouldn’t waste our money here, we would have to deal with the lack of power in the van as best we could.  The refrigerator was being powered on gas so it was fine, it was just the reading lights we would lose only too soon.  We walked back around the town and it was starting to get dark.  It was actually nice for a change to be in a city when it was dark and see it in a different light.  We felt very comfortable in this city and never once felt threatened.  We stopped at an Italian restaurant to have a pizza and beer/wine before heading back to the van.  Scot needed his sleep for his big run the next day!  As we got back to the car park we could hear a band playing and lots of people walking up the hill to where the 3 crosses were.  We asked someone coming down what was going on and they said it was a rock/music festival.  The coppers we had asked at the entrance to the street had no idea.  We decided we didn’t need to walk all the way to the top and went to bed.

TRAKAI, LITHUANIA

Wednesday 9 September

We headed out of Siauliai in the morning after a pitch black night at the campsite as it’s sole occupants.  We headed for Kaunas where I had a campsite picked out.  The weather had turned a little ordinary.  We drove via Panevezys and then down to Kaunas.  When we arrived at the campsite, you had to enter a paid parking area before you could go into the campground.  We drove through the boom gate and then sat and looked at the camp and wondered if we really wanted to stay.  The day was miserable and I didn’t feel like seeing a big city and nor did Scot.  After half an hour – we made and ate lunch in the car park while we decided that we didn’t want to stay there after all.  I had read that Trakai was meant to be the most beautiful spot in Lithuania (We think that is what the American students that we had met in Tallinn had visited and recommended we see) and so we had to get them to open the gate without paying the carpark fee and we took off for Trakai.  This little town is about 30kms from Vilnius so it took us another hour or so to reach it.

Trakai is on Lake Galve and is a very pretty area.  We found a campsite close to the town – again we were the only ones there – and settled in for the night.  A camp ‘cat’ came over to greet us and then proceeded to follow us around the campsite as we explored.  The whole camp was deserted and we went and sat on the steps leading from the restaurant down to the lake front where there were numerous sun loungers all sitting unused for the autumn and winter.  The restaurant was also closed as well the supposed ‘spa’ with treatments etc.  This place would have been stunning in the Russian days and we thought it had seen better days.  It was such a shame as It has so much potential.  Scot went and got a beer and cider and chips whilst I patted the cat and we sat on the stairs watching out over the lakes happenings.  We had 4 hot air balloons go past us and many yachts.  We could see Trakai in the distance with the castle standing out quite clearly.  It was a beautiful serene view and one we wished we could be part of – particularly sailing in one of the yachts on the lake or Scot has a balloon ride on his bucket list so that would also have been appropriate.

With our anniversary on Friday we came up with the idea that maybe we could stay in a nice hotel on the Thursday night as a treat.  So we headed up to the reception area to get wifi access to check out the hotels and guest houses in Trakai.  We came across this lovely hotel that said they had massage specials that comprised of 15 minute steam bath, 15minute body scrub, 45 minute massage and 15 minute tea relax at the end.  All this was for 40Euro each and they also touted an amazing Turkish bath room we could hire and sit in and relax for an hour or two for 20 euro.  We got so excited, an afternoon of pampering followed by a night in a normal bed and room and they had a car park for the van.  So the next morning we drove into Trakai and sought out our perfect retreat.  We went to park in a local car park when a local called out to us to come park in his yard all day for the same money which we did (he didn’t speak English – this was all done with hand signals which I actually got wrong).

We went into the hotel and suddenly realised that the pictures on the internet were likely about 20+ years old and the place had dated badly and was not what we had expected.  They spoke very bad English which I was surprised about since this was the major tourist destination in Lithuania aside from the capital Vilnius.  They said the steam room/Turkish bath was booked out and I thought they said the hotel was booked out as well, until another lady came in and we established there was a room available and they could organise someone to do a massage if required.  We said we would be back after check in time of 2pm.  After some discussion and thought we realised that this seemingly lovely hotel was in very bad shape and if we stayed there we would have been bitterly disappointed and cranky that we wasted so much money so we never went back.  It would have been like déjà vu of the dreadful honeymoon resort we stayed at in the Maldives!  We decided to walk around the town and check out any other potential places, but one look at the majority of the buildings told us that no one here had any money to spend on anything and it was not the place to get a comfortable hotel room for the night.  We stopped at a little traditional cuisine café and had Kibinas (I think this is how it’s spelt) for lunch.  They were a little ordinary, but we accepted that they are most likely very nice, but this was a tourist trap and maybe the quality wasn’t quite what it should be.  A ginger cat adopted me in the café and I had the pleasure of him sitting on my knee for quite some time.  The town is overrun with cats actually.  They are everywhere you look.  I am guessing that people can’t afford to have their cats fixed so they breed prolifically.  We spoke to a Japanese man from New York in the café who was upset about the poor service in the place and we had a brief chat before we paid the bill and headed off.

We went back to the van as I had realised I had underpaid the man for staying in his yard and we wanted to park there for the night so had to check if it was ok.  As we arrived back at the van I spotted Sue and Robs Jabiru van over the road (We had met them in Riga – NZ couple) so I headed over to say Hi – what a small world really).  They parked up in the next door yard beside us.  We then headed over to the castle to have a look as it is really quite a lovely looking building.  We didn’t pay to go through though as they were charging too much I thought and we have seen some amazing castles so far.  It was very peaceful there and after the castle we took a walk along the lake front where we hadn’t walked before.  We came across a lovely restaurant and guest house which were quite new and maybe might have been ok to stay if we had have found it earlier.  We sat and had a drink and a cheese platter before heading back towards the castle.  We bumped back into Rob and Sue who invited us to join them in their van for an easy tea of chicken and salad.  That was really lovely – it isn’t something we get to do very often.  As I have mentioned before we are heading in the same general direction so we may even bump into each other again in another country on the way which would be really lovely.  Sue and Rob gave us a parking location we can stay in, in Vilnius that is right near the city and is only a few euro a night which is great as the campground in the city actually closed for the winter today.

Friday 11 September

Happy Anniversary my husband whispered in my ear when we woke this morning in our van parked up in someone’s yard in the middle of Trakai – but overlooking the lake so the view was quite lovely to wake up to and was of mist drifting over the top of the water with clear blue skies above.

We had breakfast and said goodbye to Rob and Sue whom we will keep in touch with via email as we both travel south.  We gave the man whose yard we were in 5 euro as we hadn’t paid anyone any money so far.  He was trying to drain the water that had built up in the middle of his yard due to a clogged drain.

We were off to Vilnius and we figured that if we got there early enough we would have a good deal of time to check out the city for half a day at least.

SIAULIAI, LITHUANIA

Tuesday 8 September

We get up in the morning and because there is a small amount of wifi in the reception area, I have time to quickly load up a blog before we leave, but that is all.  We need to try and get another hinge for our van door so we head into town to find a camping store we are told about by the camping ground manager.  It takes us ages to find where the store is as the tablet shows it in a slightly different area and thankfully we find a guy at a hardware store who speaks the smallest amount of English to show us where we need to go.  Anyway luck is not with us and we think we will have to head into Germany to find another hinge and have someone put it on as it is riveted and we have no tools.

We head out of Klaipeda back the way we came yesterday because we want to travel to Kaunas via Siauliai where there is an amazing hill of crosses to see.  We have overestimated the roads in Lithuania – they aren’t as bad at Latvia at this stage, but they aren’t a lot better either.  We head out of Kretinga and across towards Siauliai.  We have wasted most of the morning looking for van stuff, so it is getting a little late in the day.  We do decide to have a coffee I think – it’s difficult to remember sometimes when you write a few days late what you did.  We haven’t had wifi or electricity for 5 days now and today is no different as I write this.  We are told here there is wifi, but the bandwidth is so bad it won’t even refresh my maps so not worth doing anything.

Anyway we eventually get to Siauliai and find the Hill of Crosses.  It is the most bizarre thing to see – this little hill in the middle of the flat and there are probably hundreds of thousands of crosses – possibly even millions scattered around the area.  I am not sure exactly how it started but I know that in the 1980’s the Russians used to bulldoze the crosses out of the way and the civilians would sneak back during the night and start to resurrect them all back up again.  Now, although the place is used to commemorate the spirit of the Lithuanian people who were killed by the Nazis and Russians, there are many crosses from people all over the world wanting to remember people they have lost.    The crosses all have to be wooden and 99% of them are.  There are also lots of rosary beads and Virgin Mary and Jesus statues plus other commemorative religious artefacts people have put there.  You can walk amongst the crosses as there are paths winding all through them.  It is a very strange feeling being there, quite surreal actually and quite difficult to describe.  Scot was awed by the number of crosses that at the beginning just seemed like a hill in front of us, but when you walked amongst it was amazing how many people contributed.  Busloads of tourists come out each day from Vilnius to see this and many add to the crosses.  Scot would describe it just like a pilgrimage.  The only thing I thought a bit funny was the one and only sign that said ‘no flames’.  It would take a second for someone to destroy the entire hill with effectively a single match.  It would not surprise me if one day this happened – if someone took offense to the site from a different religion.  I had to put all the pictures I took in as you just can’t imagine how many crosses there are here, my photos really don’t even show how many there are.

We left the Hill of Crosses and since it was 5pm decided not to continue to Kaunas, but stay in a campsite close by.  We found one just outside the town that was deserted and looked like it was closed but as we pulled in a lady appeared carrying a large punnet of raspberries.  We paid her some money to stay as well as take the freshly picked punnet of raspberries off her hands.  They had a washing machine and dryer so we decided to do the washing and also do a spring clean of the van inside and out.  We don’t often get the opportunity to do it so have to when we are able to – as Scot really wanted to sit in the sun and read his book, sometimes this has to take second place to chores.  The people here have a large country garden that they seem to share the responsibility for.  In the morning one of the older guys was into the garden closest to us digging out the old raspberry bushes.  From what we have seen the Lithuanians love their gardens and their soil looks very rich.