People are nice. I was adopted by three retired Canadian teachers today and taken to a cafe for hot chocolate then to a nice castle on an island.
I checked in for my flight tomorrow and missed the numbers, got my boarding pass texted to the wrong number. After ten minutes of panicking I phoned the wrong number and they said they'd wondered about the boarding pass they'd just received and forwarded it on. When I think about the things that could have gone wrong - could have been a dead/inactive number, phone could have been off, could have been someone like my grandparents who wouldn't have seen the text, wouldn't have been capable of answering my call and certainly wouldn't have been able to forward it... I shudder. I actually start trembling uncontrollably. Thank God it was someone on the ball.
This is my last night in Lithuania. I think I've liked it here.
*falls asleep fully dressed*
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