Lost in Užupis

Vilnius, Lithuania – August 2008

After wandering around for an hour or so, I’ve finally found the tiny Republic of Užupis. I think. I’m staring up at the famous angel, so I must be in the right place. Or am I? The streets are eerily deserted. Maybe even the artists have fled the city during this heatwave.


I walk down the silent streets looking for signs of life.  I can’t shake the feeling that I’m missing something. That I’m close but not really there. Sweat trickles down my back, and every once in a while small prickles of pain move underneath my skull. I stop and take a few deep breaths of the stagnant air, but it doesn’t dispel my daze. Clouds have begun to gather at the edges of the sky.  There will be thunderstorms in a few hours and, if I don’t manage to fend it off, a severe migraine.


Unlike Christiania in Copenhagen, you are allowed to take photos of Užupis. The intense sunlight illuminates the facets of the derelict houses. The cracks, exposed brick, watermarks, and infinite shades of brown. The brushstrokes of time. Like much of the old city of Vilnius, Užupis seems totally at home in its own decay. But like so many other artist districts, it’s starting to become fashionable, and so it’s probably just a matter of time before it is “beautified”.


Finally, I happen upon the constitution wall. The constitution is translated into several languages and written on mirrors. The Republic of Užupis declared its independence in 1997. It has its own flag, currency, president, cabinet of ministers, constitution, anthem, and an army of about eleven men. Užupis Independence Day is celebrated on April first.

My mood lightens as I read the constitution, which seems to be influenced by Dadaism. Everyone has the right to be in doubt, but this is not an obligation. Everyone has the right to appreciate their unimportance. Everyone has the right to have brothers, sisters, and parents. Everyone has the right to celebrate or not celebrate their birthday. Everyone has the right to be individual.

Everyone is responsible for their freedom.

This is the place that I’ve been seeking.


30 thoughts on “Lost in Užupis

  1. Ahhh… the right to freedom and to be individual… that is liberating! 😀 very nice photos and story as well.

    • Hi Katy – That’s sad, but not surprising. The same thing is happening in Budapest with the ruin pubs. Every time you have an interesting artist area, the “cool” people have to invade it and then it’s not interesting anymore. 😦

  2. I love your photos; really, are you only an amateur?
    This summer I was in Uzupis and despite of tourists, it is still a good place for painters and bohemian people. The world changes… so each time you visit a country you will have surprises,… good and bad.

    • Haha. Thanks. Oh yes, I’m a total amateur. It’s good to hear that Uzupis still has some of that unique character. And it’s true that everything is impermanent. Cheers!

  3. Excellent post. Lovely photos, engaging text. Uzupis is a fascinating part of Vilnius! I was drawn back again and again. I’ve just advised another Uzupis fan to access your blog – she is putting together a post as we speak. All good wishes for 2013. Phil.

  4. Thanks for this, Julie — I feel ignorant because I didn’t know about Užupis. I love the line “Užupis seems totally at home in its own decay.” Great writing and now I’m curious about this unique place…Cheers, Steph

    • Hi Steph – That’s great. I love introducing people to new places, and also discovering new places. It’s amazing (and cool) that there are still places that we travel writers have never heard of. –Julie

  5. I spent a semester in Klaipeda, Lithuania, and never heard of Uzupis. I’m sorry I missed out on visiting such a place when I was right there.

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