After transcribing the last entry I noticed it may have been construed as a plan to steal someone else’s casserole. Sorry if there was confusion. The lack of sleep was making it hard to keep a coherent train of thought.
The people in this hostel are friendly. I was asking reception for suggestions of where to go to eat and I was invited into the kitchen for the aforementioned casserole. Good food and good company. They even tried to ply me with red wine.
My roommate has said that the regular dinner that is served each night is good, hearty and cheap. Last night was not the regular fare, even though it was the same cook. It should be even better tonight.
Breakfast was a way to fill a void, but they made a mistake in letting me pour my own orange juice. The fools! I should maybe have eaten more, because I got hungry at around 2:30. I had to degrade myself and get a lunch. I did keep some respect and made it a two scoop lunch; Lemon and Strawberry.