So you see, the problem is pretty much psychological. It is not that I do not like it, it is rather a problem because I am always imagining what I am eating. I always try to think about the animal alive.
Regretably they are fighting at the wrong 'frontline'. They are fighting there because there they can win. Nothing gets solved though. One needs to tackle the real issues and not flee for political reasons.
Somehow at three in the morning I finally fell asleep. The place did not serve breakfast but I went to the northern beach which offered really nice food. I ate some fruits and drank coffee. |
