Kalpedia

We showed up to Kalpedia about 2pm.

Its one of those places that isn't exactly easy for the backpacker. The bus/train station is out of town a bit. There are no real hostels etc. etc. We stayed in a hotel that was situated in Lenin's dream estate. It wasn't too bad really, lots of kids hanging around salvaged it really. It did lok pretty naff however. All tower blocks and concrete.

Kalpedia is much the same. Massive wide American style streets with a very small, reconstructed, German old town. Predictably it too has an Akropolis. (Where we incidently saw Harry Potter, good times)

The bed in the hotel was round and spungy, witha massive toy crocodile on it. This we can only assume is the Lithuanian norm. Helen bounced on it and I named the crocodile Crocodilius and gave him a greek-style backstory.

We watched a fuck load of Lithuanian TV, which basically involves endless parades of talentless retards miming along to Lithuanian versions of pop songs. At one point we watched Lithuanian Wheel of Fortune were the aged presented, inbetween various musical numbers, changes costumes. The best being a massive smock and wig that made him look like a white James Brown.