Hostel Breakfast – New Delhi, India

It was an egg sandwich, some orange juice, a banana, and some cereal. Oh, and some coffee. It wasn’t bad. It wasn’t good. The cereal had little black things in it. I wasn’t sure if they were burnt offerings or something else. In the end I didn’t finish the cereal, mainly because I sometimes have a morbid imagination, especially when it comes to third world countries.