TOURS OF THE ROSES

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Line Dancing In Lithuania.

KLAIPEDA. We take a slight detour off our route to get close to the Russian border. We get to within 300 metres before we encounter...

Zig Zagging Across Lithuania.

JURBARKAS. The Italian couple have moved next to us on the hard standing. He speaks perfect English. He tells me that they were here...

Where Did That Hour Go?

TRAKAI. We're back on the bikes by 8:30 to cycle to mass at Wigry. Cars race past us in such a hurry. We realise why when we arrive at a...

Mixing It With The Hell's Angels.

STARY FOLWARK. The parkrun is a quiet affair, only a dozen runners turn up. An oral surgeon from the town introduced himself to me. It...

A Hairdo And A Harbour.

GIERLOZ. We were joined overnight by a van from Belgium. A man is taking a hairless cat for a walk. Later in the evening, we learn that...

Lying In The Lair.

GIERLOZ (WOLF'S LAIR). We're joined at breakfast by a couple of ringed plover flying close to the van. The water is not turned on but we...

What A Place To Have Your Lunch.

MRAGOWA. The electricity is back in the morning so it the outage had nothing to do with us. The owner knocks off 10pln for the lack of...

Plunged Into Darkness.

POKRZYWNICA. The sun is struggling to break through as we set off north towards Warsaw. There is a small supermarket at the end of the...

Floral Cottages, Cancelled Ferries and A Lakeside Pitch.

SUCHEDNIOW. Rosie's turn to drive to keep her hand in. It's about 20 miles to the farming village of Zalipie whose claim to fame is the...

You Need A Beer In Hell's Kitchen.

TARNOW. We hear a boy racer in the car park just before sleep but fortunately there is no repeat in the night. We drew back the curtains...

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