I was told I was being sent to the Arctic, but I think I must have jumped on the wrong flight. Lithuania hosts a mean, hot summer. It's short, but it's definitely a summer season.
I am standing next to a weed growing by the side of the road. I think everything here has little-man syndrome. It grows quickly. The mosquito bites come in waves. I went half a week itch free, only to score another handful all in one afternoon. We were on sidewalks all day, so I'm still amazed that mosquitoes found my ankles.Contacting on the main thoroughfare the other day, we found ourselves walking in the view of a camera crew filming a beer commercial. Don't be too surprised to see us walking right through a short on European Beer. In case you won't be able to recognize me, I'm the one with a small run in my tights. Just before leaving the house I said to my companions, "Good thing no one's going to be taking pictures of us, because I have that stupid run." About a half-hour later, we began contacting a woman and her husband who were apparently very involved with the theatre community of Lithuania. Her husband, an ardent photographer, began taking candids of us while walking and talking to his wife.( Luckily, this 5 minute photo shoot was from the front, so there's less of a chance he'll catch an awesome shot of my run.) She was headed to a memorial service, and was really excited to show us the front of the theatre. We walked in only to realize the viewing was smack dab in the front of the theatre. The corpse was beautifully lit with bright blue and silver lighting. We were suddenly very creeped out, and decided to thank her and leave. I can't wait to have a few more months of language under my belt. We'll avoid most of our awkward situations.
I'm including a picture of this hill, that's actually a garage. It has such excellent ambiance. I think I want to build something right into a hillside someday, just to say I've done it.Must be off,
Sesuo Paul
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