Went out last night with other people from the hostel to a fantastic club called Nobody Writes to the Colonel which played hiphop upstairs and chill funk downstairs which was decorated like Austin Powers’ den with big yellow daisies and red furry ovals on the walls. Danced my socks off to Grand Master Flash (downstairs) and Dr Dre upstairs. Got home at 3am after everyone else was already asleep.
Zack left early this morning before I woke up. Didn’t say goodbye. Ah well. Was a great day on the boat, pity about the rest of it.
Results of Lithuania research: don’t need visa; bus costs 6 lats ($18); extra buses from Vilnius to festival site. Conclusion: I’m going to the festival! YAY!