And the prize for the least amount of food eaten today goes to me! This was the food from the company canteen where I am working. All vegetables and all in a burn your mouth sauce. Served delightfully on prison trays.

The place is immaculately clean but unfortunately for me mild sauces here are our version of hot in the UK.

I can feel my waistline shrinking. I have started daydreaming of chocolate, crisps and pizza already.

While my colleagues all munched through the sauce I am ashamed to say I merely munched on dry rice and pancake bread.

However I can say that the little ball for desert is wonderfully sweet. They would only let me have one though. Rations are strictly dished out by a troop of servers.

You cannot even make a drink in the office, a young man pops up to do it for you.

I am witnessing so much poverty here just from the taxi as we weave by. Shocking, and yet the overall feel is of a very upbeat and vibrant city, lots of people on the go all the time and all smiling.

Starving, we are off for a specially organised meal tonight. I am hoping it is mild…this evening will be rude to not eat with our hosts.

Milk ordered.