Yeah, right. Who says God does not have a sence of humor. Spent last week in Italy Celebrating my 30th Wedding anniversery. First in Venice and then in Rome. Surprisingly, I had a good time in Venice, less so in Rome. "Miss world traveler" screwed up our hotel revervations in Rome and so we ended up staying in frumpy hotel. And adding to my discomfort was the fact that this hotel was right beside the Cicaci Boom strip club. Friends, I don't mean the place was down the street or even two doors down, I mean right beside our hotel.
Worse still was the fact that the Cicaci Boom club had a neon sign in english (the only english sign I remember seeing on the whole trip) that flashed on and off, Lap Dance, Lap Dance, Lap Dance. And there was not a damn thing I could do about it. You see, I was on my 30th wedding anniversery and I was trying to be a good boy. Even an old horn Dog like me would not do that to his wife on such an occasion. Would he?
Anyway, the heavenly host must have been laughing hysterically every time we passed that door and that G.D. sign, with me struggling not take a peek inside, or notice that sign that was always calling to me, Lap Dance, Lap Dance, Lap Dance.
So I tried to tell myself that the place was probably a real dive, that I would have been wasting my time and Eruos. And besides, the little woman was handling all the money anyway, and how would I explane the short fall? It's a far, far better thing than I have ever done before, but I did manage to resist temptation, this time. So sorry guys, no TR.
Next time I will sure bud plan things alot differently. Because next time she wants to go to Frankfurt and I am going to be ready. I hear that you can have a lot of fun there.
Deutschland, Deuthchland Uber Ales.