The Passing of Time

 Quarantine Day 2:

Time is weird.

I can't explain it. Maybe it is the lack of routine. Or possible, the lack of the day-to-day responsibilities in a typical day. 

The only two constants in the quarantine day is the room itself and the delivery of meals. Three times a day, a bell rings announcing the arrival of a meal. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner. These are the only indication of the passage of time.  The bell rings, you eat. I suspect that after 14 days of this routine, my mouth may begin salivating every time a doorbell rings! 

In our quarantine hotel, breakfast typically arrives between 7:30 and 7:45. The food comes from a local breakfast shop.

 One of the most popular breakfast shop food is a dan bin- a Chinese egg pancake. I have yet to receive a dan bin. I have been given a sandwich the last two mornings. Once with tuna. This is a picture of Carl's box this morning. It was a scrambled egg topped with tuna.  The eggs were good. The tuna was not. Don't blame the tuna. Tuna just doesn't fit the western idea of a breakfast food. 

Lunch typically arrives around 11:45. This consists of rice, a protein, and several vegetable dishes. It's a lot of food. I am thankful for that since it gives me plenty to choose from.  I don't know what all the vegetables were, but it was good.

At 5:30, the little door bell announces that evening is here and despite not using the calories gained from breakfast and lunch, it is time to consume more. Don't judge- the next time the bell will ring is 14 hours away! So I eat, again. Once again, rice, a protein, and several vegetables.

The left side of this meal went untouched! Not sure what it even was. I did enjoy the slightly pickled bamboo in the center and the steamed piece of pumpkin. 

Three meals consumed. 

Day 2 of quarantine completed.

Only 36 more to go!