I like pizza.
I admit it. I do. My pizza taste is pretty wide. I really like the cheap plasticy kind of pizza — like the kind from Domino’s and Pizza Hut. I especially like the stuffed crust cheeser pleaser from Little Caeser’s. I also like the homemade kind that my sister-in-law makes, but I consider that a specialty pizza. Honestly, I’m pretty much open to any kind of pizza as long as it doesn’t have weird things on it like olives.
Olives = fruit of the devil. 
Anyway… Just up the road from where we live there is a pizza making truck that parks there every Thursday evening. It’s been there every Thursday since we arrived here. It taunts me. Calls me.
"Come."
"Come to me."
"Come and partake of the chewy goodness that is the nourishment of life itself."
"I will send my smell down to you, that you may know me better and learn more about me. that you may seek me with all your heart."
How can a mere pizza loving mortal like me possibly resist this otherworldly temptation? Sure, you say, it would be easy. But you don’t have that inborn disease desire to eat pizza that I do. It’s easy for you, but not so easy for me. I have the pizza gene.
Cara finally gave her permission for me to have pizza (she’s in charge of dinners in our house), so I walked over and bought a ham, mushroom and cheese pizza. My first pizza in Corsica. I’m very happy right now. I like pizza.
Update on our "stuff": Nothing has changed. Well, actually a bit has changed. We found out that our stuff might not actually be in Marseille yet after all. Nobody really knows. I’ve chatted (well, sortof, considering I don’t speak French too well) with two people now from the shipping company. One says our stuff is there and the other says it didn’t even leave Vancouver until the 16th of September so how could it possibly be in Marseille yet? Like I would know? So… I’m trying to contact the company we used to actually arrange the shipping, and see if they can work on our behalf to find out where our stuff is actually located. Either way, it doesn’t really matter since there are no boats coming or going from Corsica right now, and Marseille is still blocked.
