retiredmartin

May 2023.

Right. Let’s finish these Baltic posts and get back to Blighty.

But I can’t leave without urging you to visit Kaunas and drop in to the Kiemo Galerija.

You begin to see why the city was a Capital of Culture last year. OK, it’s not quite Bristol, but it’s tasteful and uncommercialised and gorgeous.

On the bridge to the basketball arena I dropped a few cents next to this chap;

to Mrs RM’s chastisement.

Back on the central boulevard we did the tourist lark,

and dropped a couple more euros in the hat of this fella. I always reward buskers, however bad.

To be honest, he murdered Elton, but did OK with “Let Her Go” and had to compete with a violinist who set up next door.

And then a leisurely tea at Mtevani, the Georgian option.

I can’t remember what this was called;

but you can work it out from the bill.

Mrs RM had recovered sufficiently by now to be back on the Keturi Vajai; I stuck to blackcurrant.

A great trip, and a sunset to rival it on the way home.

Sadly, Wizz Air made me sit with Mrs RM on the way home, despite me paying extra.