Last Stage of the Citric Dairy Diary - Riga to Warsaw

We woke up far far too late, no one had set an alarm clock and everyone was tired. Toni woke up about 11am and cooked breakfast for us, he had a poker tournament on at 8pm and doesn't like night driving much. I still had to pick up my sleeping bag and do a bit of shopping but we just decided to forget about everything, including a shower and Martyna looked incredibly rough.. I think she just went in her pijamas haha.

Stopped in Bauska on the way down, for a few more boxes of cigarettes and then headed for Kaunas where Toni got a coffee, I did some more "shopping" and Martyna just strolled around in her pijamas looking pregnant and liked she'd escaped from a mental ward haha.

Straight down to the Polish border and stopped twice for coffee and got to Warsaw for around 9pm.. Not bad. Nothing out of the ordinary happened, we didn't hear from the Spaniard and the French guy may or may not have been waiting for us at the hostel, he'd agreed to come with us but he was rather drunk at the time and knocked over a chair and then disappeared from the bar, with or without his jacket/passport.. we're not sure.