A couple of weeks ago we saw 600 or more motorcycles, mostly Harleys, riding out of town to the old airport. They had come from Berlin through Poland to here and then down or up the Spit to Moscow and are now back here on their way to Berlin again. There were riders of various ages, many Hell's Angels, though not as scary as I seem to remember in the olden days, and older, too. They had a bike judging this afternoon and then took off to all the restaurants around town for dinner. We saw one white bike painted like a Delft dinner plate. It was beautiful.
We met Audrone, Vladas and Joris to look at bikes and then we went to the Acropolis so Rosa could see the largest mall in the Baltics. They aren't really mall people, but I had already taken them to the Humana. Rosa liked riding on the bus and kept her ticket to put in the family memory jar. They do a neat thing. Every New Year they start a jar to put things they want to remember.
We found a cute little dress for Rosa. It will be perfect for traveling because it has instructions for wrinkling it properly, and it will probably dry in a flash if they need to resort to washing in a hotel room.
We walked down to the docks to see Vladas and his friends; sculpture of the ghost coming up out of the sea and got to see three men hand crank the bridge closed. It was pretty cool. We also saw the chimney sweek sculpture, and Rosa did something fun for Sarah and Miles. The custom here is for a bride and groom to put a lock on the bridge on their wedding day, lock it and throw the key in the river so the marriage will last forever. Rosa threw in two of the three keys and saved the third in case Sarah wants to throw it into the Bay.
Then home for sandwiches and fruit. It is an early night tonight. We start our early for our trip to the Spit.
We met Audrone, Vladas and Joris to look at bikes and then we went to the Acropolis so Rosa could see the largest mall in the Baltics. They aren't really mall people, but I had already taken them to the Humana. Rosa liked riding on the bus and kept her ticket to put in the family memory jar. They do a neat thing. Every New Year they start a jar to put things they want to remember.
We found a cute little dress for Rosa. It will be perfect for traveling because it has instructions for wrinkling it properly, and it will probably dry in a flash if they need to resort to washing in a hotel room.
We walked down to the docks to see Vladas and his friends; sculpture of the ghost coming up out of the sea and got to see three men hand crank the bridge closed. It was pretty cool. We also saw the chimney sweek sculpture, and Rosa did something fun for Sarah and Miles. The custom here is for a bride and groom to put a lock on the bridge on their wedding day, lock it and throw the key in the river so the marriage will last forever. Rosa threw in two of the three keys and saved the third in case Sarah wants to throw it into the Bay.
Then home for sandwiches and fruit. It is an early night tonight. We start our early for our trip to the Spit.
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