We ate at an "all-you-can-eat" pizza place. (Like the one in Amersterdam, yet I didn't seem to have the peculiarly strong appetite I did in Holland…strange….) For dessert, they served us "Chocolate Pizza." Can life be any more perfect? My two food cravings, wrapped up in one. If a naked woman served the Chocolate Pizza while singing Bob Marley and was willing to refer to me as "Jimmy the Barbarian," than ALL of my cravings would have been met.


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