A personal memory from my days at the Kupiškis vocational school: walking home along the road through Salamiestis after the evening bus
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I have vivid memories of my time training as a computer technician at the Kupiškis Vocational School—specifically, from my second year. By the time I reached that second-year stage, my daily routine had changed somewhat compared to the previous academic year. This was entirely due to roadworks on the section crossing the Pyvesa River; a bridge was being rebuilt, and that stretch of road had been completely blocked off to traffic from both directions since mid-August. In the mornings, I would wait for the local bus—which took me and other students from the villages straight to the school in Kupiškis—at a crossroads on the edge of my village. However, I didn't wait at the same stop as the year before; instead, I used a different one. The bus would pick me up, make a circuitous route through Salamiestis and other nearby villages, and only then would we head straight for Kupiškis. In the late afternoon, when an intercity bus took me and the other students back home after classes, it could
