Waking up early despite the broken sleep was surprisingly easy. The journey from Baisogala back to the Airport also surprisingly easy despite some brief heavy traffic around Kedainiai. I don’t know why, but I find leaving easier generally. It’s only in the days I’m there thst my heart is heavy with grief. Nevertheless, I feel I managed to get the right balance of relaxation and exploration. Even in a place I know so well, I continue to discover new and interesting things in the region around Baisogala, be it the fantastic Lost Shtetl Museumm in Šeduva or Kavamanija Cafe in Kedainiai. If this proves anything, it proves that we don’t have to move far from where we know to discover new places. We can be explorers in places we seen all too familiar with.
Beyond that, however, if there’s anything I’ve taken away from this trip, it’s confirmed to me my desire to move back to Lithuania at some point. Not necessarily Baisogala, not least due to lack of English-speaking job opportunities (although there is a Rheinmetall plant being built there, so far those jobs are quite technical), but the opportunities will continue to be better in the big cities - Vilnius, Kaunas, and Klaipeda for English-speaking roles.
Seeing Lithuania covered in a blanket of the most beautiful white snow was otherworldly. In fact, I’ve never seen something quite like it - so vast and unending and unspoilt, despite it having been there for over a month now it is yet to turn into the grey and black slush that it inevitably becomes. It is, without a doubt, one of the most beautiful countries in Europe, although I am bias.
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