Opera House Waves

You do not know where you want to be? Throw away those stupid things out of my head. Where shot the film of all time? Where is the legendary "Gambrinus", sung Kuprin and soaked in the spirit of Sasha, a musician? Yes, Sasha today will not, but His music remained, and sound in a cozy cellar and on the shady streets, the whistle of steamers and a splash of the Black Sea waves in the speech of Odessa and in the views of women. And the Opera House and the Theatre of Musical Comedy, Variety Theatre Yes, still more not in Odessa, but you still go at night in Arcadia, please visit our nightclubs, breathe the air of Odessa, and you'll understand! If you want the songs, so they are always there for you in Odessa. In jazz compositions from the sites of Odessa Cafe and whisper of the waves in the noise Privoz and in conversations Odessa. Not to mention those, and so sings in Odessa for the entire enlightened world. A feast on the Black Sea mackerel and search of happiness in the queen gambit at the Cathedral Square and knock on the beer counter dried bull calf, solving the old boatswain's mate, will be the same in Odessa, European Championship, or I do not say anything about the famous Odessa vinarkah, few of them left, but if you search Hot sand beaches of Odessa, cool morning sea waves, children's rides around the coast of Odessa, Dolphinarium "Nemo", a water park in , , Circus and marquees across the city.

Radish, tomato, washed morning dew and pupyrchaty cucumber from the garden. Bunches of grapes, strawberries, handful, peaches apricots in turn, and armfuls of flowers. You say that now is not quite the summer? I beg you! In Odessa is always summer, even for those who have a soul of autumn and winter at the temples, but that deep down inside each of us has a spring mood, which means it's time. It's time to meet in Odessa! In the end, or you do not want his wife to the French ambassador in the community missed your charming companion? That's right – the real France comes from here, and you will take away with them images of haute couture, the whispers of the Black Sea and the nights smell of lavender, lilacs and magnolias. And you still think you are?