#lithuania

Without further ado, I would like to dedicate this photo album to my father, because most likely without him it would not exist. I took my motorcycle driving exam back in 2010 and yet, I only used it a couple of times while traveling around Asia in 2016 and 2017. Everything changed two years ago... Back in the day, when dad was my age, not every yo

It is not a secret that my dad is a huge fan of everything motorcycle-related. Actually, he owns three of these beauties and plans to buy his forth one whenever the stars are in the right alignment. Despite the fact it is not the most fancy one, nor it is the most comfortable one in long rides, his JAWA 640 has a very special place in his heart as

21 km hike from Linkuva to Žeimelis Semigallia (Lithuanian: Žiemgala, Latvian: Zemgale, German: Semgallen) is a historical land that was previously inhabited by the Semigallian Baltic tribe and is now split between Latvia and Lithuania. Linkuva and Žeimelis are two historically important towns in Lithuanian Semigallia. Both of them take a special p

THE GEM OF WESTERN LITHUANIA 'Dark' and 'cold' are yet some other synonyms of the city of Klaipėda during long months of Lithuanian winter. While Christmas morning came with a thick layer of snow, it vanished quickly after the holidays, leaving grey clouds and extremely high humidity behind it. Combined with low temperature, it makes you tremble. D

Vinetu village is an open-air museum, where history and legends come alive. Also, it is the home of some special people that I was blessed to meet almost three years ago. It was the end of the winter when I happened to pop up in the Vinetu village sauna for the first time. Mindaugas Timinskas and his wife Jurgita are the ones that started building

Samogitia (lt. Žemaitija) is one of the ethnographic regions of Lithuania. The homeland of my dearest wife. The land of the fearless warriors and one of the most preserved dialects that even I struggle to understand after so many years living with a Samogitian girl. This is my second dearest place in the whole wide world, even after so many years o

HOME SWEET HOME! 9 long years have passed since I graduated from the Gymnasium of Linkuva and moved to Vilnius. At first, I kept coming back almost every weekend. By the end of the year, the number reduced to twice per month. The second year at university happened to be even more challenging. My trips home varied from 'once per month' to 'every now