"A man with a watch knows what time it is. A man with two watches is never sure." - Segal's Law
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Baltics trip
Day 3 - 18th May - Vilnius, Lithuania (Part 1)
Local fauna
St Casimir, with Russian mass
Normally I wouldn't take pictures during services, but the country was so religious (especially in contrast to Western Europe), many churches had services when we there.
Carving
Cemented-up balcony of Church of St John. I have no idea. The church itself was closed.
Figure covering his crotch
Having found out how to get to Gediminas's Tower, we took the funicular up.
People always like to throw money into inaccessible locations
Ruins at the top
View
The tower
On the wall beside the tower
Parapet
View from top of the tower
Hill of Three Crosses
Museum at the bottom: "North Korean Hidden Treasures Revealed. The most famous works by the best contemporary painters". I didn't even know there were any contemporary painters. Painting is hard when you're eating tree bark.
We then mounted the Hill of Three Crosses
Three Crosses
View
Me
Crosses from below
Papa was here
Memorial to Papa
Church of St Peter and Paul
Frontage
Door
Inside
Praying
Skeleton
Smart beggars. They appeared out of nowhere just as the service was coming to an end.
They were having 2 services in a row, so we ran in before the next one started.
Ceiling
Pulpit
As lunch, we had one of many supermarket meals (ie one or more of bread, ham, sausage, cheese, smoked/cured fish, chips).
Bread at the supermarket
While YC and I were buying lunch, HWMNBN had another of his adventures beyond compare. 3 people asked him for cigarettes, one cute girl walked back and forth by him and giggled, lots of people stared at him with a "sullen slavic look" (the irony here is that Lithuanians are not Slavs - they are Balts) and a one-legged guy hobbled around.
Shop in a shack
While we were proceeding to find a spot to have lunch, a hobo made weird gestures at HWMNBN. HWMNBN thought he wanted a cigarette, so passed him his beer bottle and got out a cigarette. When he tried to take his beer back, the hobo refused to let go and walked off.
Pigeons we fed and tricked into pseudo-cannibalism (we fed them bits of chicken)
Public toilet administration office. The juxtaposition of this and the very smelly toilet was intereting.
We then took the bus to Trakai castle:
I don't understand why guys like to do this
Saturday, July 05, 2008
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