Warsaw Arrival
I left Vilnius at 11.25 for Warsaw, by train with changes at Kaunas and Sestokai. Kaunas is Lithuania’s second largest city about an hour and a half away. One of the more modern trains, it sported an upper deck and was a very comfortable ride. Toilet at one end of the carriage for convenience. The change at Kaunas included a half hour wait, just across the platform for the next train, for which I was grateful. Towing heavy bags is not easy if you have a lot of handling to do. Kaunas to Sestokai change achieved, a trip of similar length again with a change of trains on the same platform,on different sides.
Sestokai to Warsaw was the longest leg of the day, getting into Warsaw at 8.30 local time which meant we had to put our watches back an hour.
I found this leg unpleasant, with nonstop talkers and their loud voices very annoying. As seating was available anywhere you chose, I moved into another cabin for some relief. It was also unpleasant from the fact that on none of the trains I had spent all day travelling on had provided absolutely no food or drinks. Something I was not advised about , so come Warsaw I was extremely hungry and without a doubt becoming very short tempered.
Finally making the hostel for the night. Fortunately ,with a small supermarket a couple of hundred meters down the road, I was able to grab some food and start making my way back to the hostel.
The buildings all looking the same , I stopped at what I thought was the hostel entrance and proceeded to press the intercom with the given numbers but no reply. Just then a lady came in with a key so I entered with her to go to the second floor in the lift. Getting out of the lift, hello, no hostel, I was in the wrong building! Just then the lights went out and it was pitch black. I thought the lights were motion activated but apparently not, this left me trying to go down stairs in a building I was unfamiliar with in total darkness. Very, very, scary, making it out the door after another person entered. I walked on down the street to where I could see the small hostel sign on the wall. Tapped the numbers in, and the door opened. Relief at last, food and all was well with the world, despite having to share the dorm with three guys, two from Peru and one from France. All very nice young men indeed.
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