View of Nida |
Goblin carving |
Thereafter we considered doing another short walk near the top of the Spit but it was getting close to the 1:50pm ferry after which there was a 40 minute gap, so we skipped that and drove on to join the queue for the ferry. Once again we drove into the wrong queue first (the one for permit holders) but we still managed to get on OK. We were pleased to discover that the ferry fare is only paid one way, which explains why the fare we paid yesterday seemed a bit expensive.
It was now decision time. We had the options of heading straight for Vilnius via the motorway or detouring back via Palanga to try and see the Russian Missile Silos near Plokstine. The guide book suggested that the latter might be closed for the season by now so we drove to the Tourist Info place we had visited yesterday to get some up to date info. The nice chap there explained to Laura that it was indeed closed, but was being prepared during this off season to re-open next year as a permanent attraction with more information in English, etc. Apparently it has proven to be a very popular tourist attraction, making it, as the chap said, “the only useful thing the Russian’s have left us”.
So that settled our travel plans anyway (though it would have been interesting to see the silo) so we set off on the 308km drive to Vilnius. It took us a little under four hours with two rest stops. We managed to find the maze that is Old Vilnius and Laura did a creditable job with our simple maps as we wove in and out of it seeking a place to stay. Our first two options were fully booked and a third was screened by a maze of one-way streets. We ended up at the fourth option, a hostel which was the cheapest and had room for one night only, rather than the two we planned to stay in town. However, since it was getting dark and navigating the maze wasn’t that much fun we decided we might as well take it.
To tell the truth we’re not sure we’d want another night here as it seems over run with single local men who smoke in the kitchen and use the women’s showers. (I stood guard while Laura had a shower, just in case). Also, while making up my bed I managed to break one of the slats.
No comments:
Post a Comment