We were the last to rise at half nine. A guy in our dorm told me that i'd been talking in my sleep, something about being lost and alone on an island, quite embarrassing, but I have heard other people talking in their sleep before. We packed and left early and walked the 2km to the ferry port. We got there just in time to catch a ferry over to the Curonian spit. The Curonian Spit is described in Lonely planet guide as heaven, well with the sun shining and the bus route we took, it seemed pretty heavenly. We pretty much decided on the bus that we wanted to stay an extra day, and that was before we saw the room. We walked in and instantly I thought either they'd given us the wrong room,
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