days 37-38: ulm

Yesterday, I fed the German belly and today I'm trying to get over the events of last night. Flo, Stefan, Basti and Sarah went out to a pizza restaurant outside of Ulm to eat the biggest pizza I have ever eaten by myself. The waiter had an Italian accent, but when he spoke German, I had no idea. It all sounds the same when you can't really speak the language. Actually, I didn't eat it by myself, because I had to take home about 3/4 of it and I hope Flo and Stefan help me finish it. I brought my camera, but forgot my memory card, so I could only take 4 photos stored on my internal memory on my camera. But maybe you can see just how big these pizzas are: