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Published: February 11th 2006
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Nida, Keeping with the nature of our group, we happened to discover that some guys were thinking it would be cool to spend a weekend on the split as a kind of ‘farewell’ bonding event. Once the news broke, everybody piled on and it turned into a guy’s trip to the outer edge of Lithuania. Why is it that we always seem to plan these things at the END of the semester? Well, besides the fact that it was below freezing when we got here, it may have made for a better time if we had snuck off as a group early on. We had a few dominant personalities on the trip, and this made it difficult to get to know guys that didn’t win out in the extravert contest until the small group dynamic allowed for it. That aside: I shall not bore you with ponderings on what could have been and shall get to the bottom of the actual trip. We took the ferry from
Klaipeda to
Nida, missing the first one because one member of our group was categorically late. He shall not be named, because everybody who would know who he was knows that he would be
Dune Jumping
© Daniel Sorenson the one that was late. Besides, we really did have all day, so there was no real worries anyway. After getting to the other side and taking the bus, we grabbed a few groceries and headed out to our guesthouse. Once settled, we went up to the extremely random sand dunes (remember, this is Baltic Europe) called Neringa. This patch of weirdness is classified as a UN World Heritage site.
Side note: what the hell is the point of a UN World Heritage Site? My explanation: some overpaid dumbass at the United Nations, after failing to find a more deserving use of membership dues: passing on the starving children, micro enterprise needs, environmental aid etc. decided that the planet would be best served by designating a patch of sand in the former Soviet Union with the UN stamp of ‘importance.’
It was a great sunny day, so we first got wormed up by jumping off of the dunes and competing for the furthest leap. We found out upon our return that this is a major no no, due to the supposed damage to the…sand dunes. Yeah, we were really convinced as well. After playing Frisbee and football, we
relocated to another part of the dunes and leaped some more, after a while realizing that we were all by ourselves. This, combined with the truly fantastic weather, lead some of us to proceed to shed the clothes and approach the following activities Greek Olympian style. Come to think of it, it may have been my idea. Sometimes I can’t explain what goes through my mind. Nobody showed up for the rest of the afternoon; which could also mean that they saw us from a distance and decided not to get any closer. Once it started to get dark, we made a campfire (this also may have been forbidden, but at this point…) As night set in, we headed back to our little guesthouse and slept off a busy day. We had to get back to the mainland first thing, so we boarded the bus after a quick bite in the morning. A truly random place, great fun, lifelong memories and some new horizons of personal behavior: not bad for just one day.
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