Had a nap. Wandered over to the one vegetarian restaurant in Vilnius, There is a gig on. Food? we ask. 9:30 we establish through the medium of mime. We wander around, pass the hotel and establish that checkout is 12. Go to see the Soviet era statues on the bridge. Being of heroic workers rather than L. or S. they have survived. Pause to note that 27 countries is now over 50 percent of 50 states. Considering that when I was young probably over half of these had some sort of totalitarian govt. it is beyond me how people cannot feel pride and enthusiasm for what we have achieved. Anyway... Back to the only blah blah. Pay to get in to gig. Get hand stamped CHAMPION SOUND. We are too old to get our bags searched. Order food. Someone opposite, younger than us but older than the Young (TM) is squeezed into corner by the young. I lure him over. Inevitably... particle physicist, did Oxford D.Phil. Knows epepys. Veggie. Went to gigs at pub on the plain. Reader of Coupland, Vonnegut. Recommends author whose name I already forget. Knows the pizza d'orro in Geneva. Nice chap. Lodge would be proud.
I am not used to the drink. ZZZ