Think cuddle puddle, where mattresses are joined together and everyone jumps into a massive pit of persons. Stroking, poking, touching, squeezing, caressing, nuzzling.
I traveled from Krakow to Warsaw to Vilnius by myself on a coach, at night, and survived. Here's the info so you can too.
'Trust me, you'll want to stay warm now. I swim here all the time. I'd put your clothes back on if I were you' said this know-it-all girl who reminded me of about 10 people I hated in primary school.