Pizza and beer

We stopped at an Italian restaurant on the way back for a very late lunch; it was 4.30pm,but we'd been so full all day from breakfast. I had Bolognese and Katarina had a pizza topped with splodges of mayonnaise! Very strange. The waitress wasn't the mist friendly but when I saw her shout away from begger I could see she had her uses. These three cities haven't had an abundance of beggars but here in Vilnius we've noticed a few young men asking for money. One of which showed us his leg that looked gangrenous. I told him to see you doctor. It seemed eminently more sensible than showing tourists. Katarina then tells me in the Middle Ages people used to rub soap into their skin until it blistered. His leg did look a bit like that. Our late lunch was briefly spoiled by the wasp until I caught it in a glass. When I carried the glass inside for the replacement, the waitress shouted us both back outside and said she'd bring you new one. When we eventually went to pay, because we were getting on little cold waiting, it took another five minutes for our waitress to come out from the kitchen. Maybe she ran the place!