This is a special blog entry to show what I normally eat in the hostel.

There’s no way I can afford to eat out the whole time. To start with, in Paris we didn’t come across any supermarkets as we travelled between the landmarks. By the time we got back, the only thing open is an “Oriental” across the road. Or we think it’s one as the sign only says “Exotiques”, which judging from what they offered means pretty much anything non-Occidental.

My dinner bowl consisted of instant Vietnamese beef noodle soup, Moroccan baked beans, Turkish beef + poultry sausage of some sort, and Yeo’s soya bean milk. How’s that for variety in your diet !!