we got to Klaipeda whic teh lonely planet had described as 'gritty' which it really wasnt, we walked into town to get some info on camping and more importantly the Curonian Spit (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Curonian_Spit) which is Klaipeda's biggest draw. the T&I girls were useless, and 3 of them didnt even know what teh Curonian Spit was, obvo the Lithuanbian name is different but u know what i mean, that would be first up on their list of vocab. we found out that the onbly campsite on the Spit was in Nida, which was a ferry and a bus away, so we decided to visit it only on short excursions and stay in the youth hostel, partly due to the fact we couldnt be bothered to trek and partly cos of the Euros. we checked into the hostel which was gritty but wasnt cheap and on he way i hard the call of 'EUSEBIO' from across the street, it was the Argentinian man. we went back into town which was eerily empty and got the 10 minute ferry over the lagoon to the Spit. We had a walk along the beach we got back and watched the football, Russia's win over sweden and headed back to the hostel. we got back and argentinian guy was in fact stayin at our hostel, he told us he was going to party but we for us klaipeda was teh calm before the storm which would be our mad dash to EXIT. besides he was 31 and the club he was going to, which he had been the night before was, he said, full of 30 somethings.
the next day was our proper day on the beach we had a swim, built a fortress against the sea, something i havnt done in along time and headed back to to the hostel, in town we realised that there were a few more people than we had seen the day before but the streets were overwhelmingly empty, i nsaw my first beanie of the town. whenwe returned to teh hostel i found teh only other beanie in Klaipeda, our hostel girl! she was some fit as russian who walked aorund in hotpants and liked football. we watched turkey's comeback against the Czechs which knocked them out of the competion, whilst she kept uypdating me on Portugal's dismal game against the Swiss. after a while she changed from teh denim hotpants into some tracksuit hotpants but looked like she wanted to sleep so we all (by thge end there were 5 of us in her room/the reception) excused herself and let her get some sleep, she did have a 72 hour shift ahead of her after all!
we got the bus the next morning to Vilnius, but apparently the reason why there were no beanies in town is cos on the weekend (we were there for saturday and sunday) everybody goes to party in palanga - lesson learned, trust a Chileano.
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