Marinara pizza in Bangkok
Yep, second night in Bangkok and I had pizza (a full 24 hours later than one would expect, but still). In my defense, Robert wasn’t feeling well and HE suggested Italian; I would have been perfectly happy eating Thai food. Yep, that is my story and I’m sticking to it. (And I can confirm that the pizza in this part of the world will never win any awards, although it did have a healthy dose of garlic and was served up by a lady boy).
Lisa has a degree in biology and another in law and has spent the last 20 years working as a patent litigator. She is a voracious reader of young adult dystopian fiction and watches far too much bad tv. She loves pretty much anything to do with zombies, and doesn’t think there is anything weird about setting an alarm at 6 am on a weekend to stumble to a pub to watch her beloved Chelsea boys.
Robert has had many professions, including a chef, a salesman, an IT guy and most recently, a stay at home dog dad. He speaks Italian and hopes to learn Spanish on this trip. He loves nothing more than a day spent sailing, hopes to do more scuba diving, and rues the day he introduced Lisa to football (i.e., soccer).
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And you ate it???????????????Bianca is great!