Cafe Montmartre

Right by the Gate of Dawn was a little French café where we stopped for a light lunch of the salad and some pancakes. I wasn't sure what language I was supposed to speak. I've found Lithuanian so difficult and have fallen back on only one word, Aciu, which is pronounced like an English sneeze, atchoo, and so feels strange to say. So in this café I felt it easier to say merci beaucoupe. But here everyone speaks English first. They'll speak English whether you're English, German, French, Spanish or whatever. Although most people also speak Russian and often you can't tell.