Yesterday was a beautiful day in Heidelburg. It is the middle of March and Spring has certainly arrived. So, I strapped on my new imitation Burkenstocks, loaded my backpack with the essentials, and put my camera in an outside pocket for ready access. Have you ever had so much happiness bubble up inside of you that you just had to sing? With the sun shining through cherry blossoms and a warm breeze carrying the sounds of people going about their lives, that's exactly how I felt. I imagined people walking past me thinking,"crazy American lady" as I strolled with a silly grin on my face, snapping pictures of gates and interesting looking trees. It would be easy to think that the European air has some magical quality to it, but I honestly think that I am learning how to relax. There are just as many cherry blossoms and interesting corners anywhere else, but being in such a historically romantic place makes you expect it. An ordinary bus stop in Pullman becomes the site of some tragic tale or exciting travel adventure when the signs surrounding it are written in Deutsch. Here are some pictures to show you what I mean.