I had to go to Balib and this time I decided to stay in a hostel instead of in the familiar flat.
Breakfast was supposed to be included in the price but upon arrival at the till it turned out not to be the case. I was on my own but, because I was coming to this hotel often, I had begun to make friends.
When I arrived to the breakfast queue, the standard breakfast was no longer available, so I had to trust the barista to choose.
All the tables were either dirty or engaged, so I went to the area where I saw lots of empty, clean tables. I set up one of the tables with my breakfast and all my stuff. I was almost finished when a waiter came to tell me I had to move, because those tables were reserved for lunch, or already set up. I told him I was already leaving, I gathered my things in front of him and left.