We had a very wonderful weekend ... we were in Marcinkonys. This is in the middle of Dzukija
"Jei ne ne ir grybai uogas, dzuku MERGOS Butu nuogas ..."
to German:
If there were no mushrooms and berries, dzukische girls were naked!
And that is true, because in this region collect all (so of course not all) of Lithuanians fungi une berries later in order to then sell on the street.
After I Egis us during our the way there have been times does something, where he started;.) No, she, no he ... So, he certainly had such a bad mood, he would have exposed most like on the road, but what he failed kindly but (thanks Egidijus!)
So apart everyday from our quarrels and my quite severe sunburn once we had a wonderful weekend in this National Park.
Our neighbors have a new dog (Meskis = bear) because the old dog Princas unfortunately died. Also living there Petras 93-year-old mother, who could not often enough to thank me that I am learning their language and visit them. But, enchanting.
We have the little shack into shape, the lake free of algae and the beautiful new garage with used oil (yes, dammit, you got it right) painted. I stopped after five minutes with it. Such a pollution could not and would not I attend any longer.
Now I wanted to write long before I simply upload a few pictures. So, the two are not quite so old, that is Stasele and Petras, our dear neighbors, always preheat the winter when we go into the house once, and provide them with food and drink plenty of home-made brandy with us ...
Then we were at Gytis in his house somewhere in nowhere ... There are there is nothing, and certainly no running water ... but so wonderful. Because it is so quiet that I certainly my tinnitus had the night really annoyed. In the forest, where we were walking, he and his friends trenches, a steel helmet and some empty cartridge cases found. Since the Germans who fought against the Lithuanians. Strange - and 60 years later we are all friends and walk peacefully through the equally peaceful forest. Absurd idea!
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