Travels in a Tin Can

saved my waistband!
America is also the home of 'all you can eat' establishments, or 'eat all
you care to eat' as they were often called to avoid sounding like an obesity-
encouraging challenge. These places were often cheap - useful for us on a
13-week budget - and although the quality was low it was often not too bad.
The cheapest we encountered was Cici's in Homestead, Florida. Here we had
limitless pizza, pasta, salad, puddings and drinks for around five bucks each
(about £3). The food was hot, regularly refreshed and there was a wide
enough selection of pizza toppings to suit all tastes. The environment did
leave a lot to be desired - tired looking furniture and plastic cups - but who
cares for that price? Unfortunately the group at the table next to us nearly
spoilt our appetite.
First they were incredibly noisy, with one of the two women throwing
such statements out as:
'If I was a high court judge...'
'Waitress, leave the tray, it stops us spilling food on our computer'
'You cannot go to medical school if you are needle phobic'
'I am training to be a beautician, one of my jobs is to remove facial hair'.
Second, they were quite ugly, as the women both had literally eye-catching
long chin whiskers (rather ironic given the profession one of them was training
for). Their male companion was actually blind, the first occasion when I have
thought that a fortunate affliction.
The most bizarre eat-all-you-can experience however, was when we
walked into KFC in Biloxi and discovered we could have a buffet. Finally some
bright spark had found a way of marketing the less savoury bits of the