Tartu, and I'm easy

Funny, but somehow Tartu reminded me of Nice.

Or perhaps the time we spent in Tartu had something in common with the holiday in Nice we had more than a year ago.



But why? Miss Funnybunny was not even 1 yr old in Nice, and now she is more than two. She walks, runs and talks. And eats steaks and tasty Russian soups. In Nice, it was just mashed vegetables with some milkymilk.

And, Eastern Estonia is really not like Southern France. Not really.



But in both of these places we - Mr HP, Miss F and I - had some peaceful and happy time together. And we had some privacy: were able to walk around the town, just hang arnour great looking places and cozy cafes, be together and take it easy without any too dramatic disturbances from work work always work.

Not that Helsinki is not peaceful, but... you know.

Our time in Estonia was like the the following part of "I'm Easy":

"That's why I'm easy
I'm easy like Sunday morning
I wanna be high, so high
I wanna be free to know
The things I do are right."


(Hummm hum hummmmm) it was NOT at all like the "leaving you, girl" part.

By the way, the first entry ever in this blog contains a photo from Nice.
<- CORRECTION: it is from Menton, right next to Nice. But the same holiday anyway!