Tuesday, September 12

I walk behind the others, as we go again from the Calvary Hotel to Greys Restaurant, because I have paused from time to time to take a photograph. I have, among other things, tried to get a definitive photograph of one of the distinctive Vilnius trolleybuses.

I look across the river – either the Vilnia or the Neris river – and see one. I zoom in and photograph it. Not a perfect photograph, perhaps; but a perfect reminder of what one of the older trolleybuses looks like.

And, yes, I checked. “Trolleybus” counts as a perfectly respectable alternative to “trolley bus”.