Who says Eastern Europe's always cold?

There is little that can beat having sunshine tossed earthward in generous abundance while one is being teased by the light spring breeze. All while having a good friend sit with you by the riverside. Oh that was Heidi and me alright; two bug-eyed girls with giant induced smiles and lots of time to spare.

Here's looking at you!

I see trees of green, red roses too

I see 'em bloom for me and you

And I think to myself,

What a wonderful world

I see skies of blue, clouds of white

The bright blessed days, and dark sacred nights

And I think to myself,

What a wonderful world!