No, I didn't come home to a pizza box. I boldly walked out in front of my hotel, I looked for a pizza box, found a pizza box, bargained for said pizza box, cradled the pizza box in my arms in a loving manner, took the pizza box out to the pool area to share with whoever wanted some, had me a really good slice of oven-fired goodness, took the pizza box up to my room, said goodnight to the box and its contents, and passed out. The next morning, I sent the box packing and went looking for the next one.
the pizzas there suck, but it was def better than the pizza they had at the oasis cancun hotel. Pizzas in the states especially the ones that I make are wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy better
