Another ticked-off-the-list holiday done last year, to sail across the
Baltic Sea and to visit
Lithuania (avoiding Poland by road) more to the point of wanting to visit the
Hill Of Crosses. The ferry across from
Kiel (N. Germany to Klaipèda) (There is a lack of Signage pointing out the Port of Kiel and you really find it by chance and basically fall upon it) was an experience in itself.
You had to ride, an escort provided, some distance from the Check-In to the ship, what looks like a massive wood-yard, and when you get there, it (the ships “car/bike parking”) looks like something from
The Lost World.
They took us, as there were some 20 Booze Fighters’ there too, heading to their annual party, deep into the bowls and the heart of the ship; at the very bottom and down steep ramps and a few extreme
180 degree turns; wet, slippery and lorries everywhere, an intrepid experience and something that was out of my comfort zone
Plus, after strapping bikes down (they’d run out due to the amount of bikes, and thanks to the particular Booze Fighter in helping me strap the 660z down) you had, with helmet, luggage, blood, sweat & tears climb upward & onward via the stairs, (some 4 or 6 levels?) that entered into the Restaurant!!
The crossing was very smooth and when I arrived at sunny
Klaipèda at about 4pm I headed to
Šiauliai via the motorway that is the A1/E85, then headed north via the A12/E77, by this time the weather had turned to rain and it was getting dark, so, I found a petrol station cum Motel on the A12, just short of
Šiauliai.
The thing is, that the guy who ran the place, asked me if I was on a motorcycle and that if I were it would be
“…a problem…”. His friends, smoking and drinking coffee, said that
“…what he is trying to tell you is that if you stay here tonight, your motorbike would be in the back of a van by morning…”.
So, with this in mind, and the first words spoken to me by a Lithuanian in Lithuania was a frank warning that my bike has all the chance of being took during the night…

deep down, and in reflection, I was really pleased that the guy was honest enough to tell me of the perils of nightlife in the back & beyond of
Lithuania. A warning, too, from a female Lithuanian friend: "
Be careful and don't travel at night"
With this I headed to
Šiauliai, and by this time it was around 11 pm and raining hard

, and the car (a BMW) that seemed to be “following” me, close behind me on a long, straight road, and not “taking its chance to overtake”, so, I pulled into the verge to let him, now very close, overtake, but, he didn't, instead of overtaking, the car pulled-up some twenty feet ahead of me and the passenger door comes open and a pair of f***ing legs come out: “Sod this!”, I'm off, stick it into first and ride around the BMW. With this, the car starts to approach me from behind then overtake and go over a brow of a hill, with this, I stop in the middle of road and turn around and head back to the motorway, find a petrol station and park my arse at its front, within range of its CCTV, and wait for daylight and the rain to disperse.
Daylight arrives and the rain has stopped, and I now head for the
Hill of Crosses and place the two crosses at the site and wonder in its beauty…
Hill of Crosses - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
...then head to the
ABBA Museum via
Riga and another trip across the
Baltic 