The food is incredible, but I am also amazed by their artistry. Here you can see some of the murals that they've painted inside their headquarters.
As each successive group of soldiers come in, they put paint their unit crests and sign their names to them.
Note their cool tiger striped table. I have no idea what purpose it serves.
The Italians think that I am certifiably insane because I keep taking pictures of their food. Of course, the insanity developed long before that.
These guys were nice enough to give me one of their special forces t-shirts. Like I said before, what's the point of going to a war zone if you can't bring back a t-shirt to prove you were there??