For those of you who have never experienced a breakfast buffet, it is basically a big table with lots of food on which you help yourself to which turns into some kind of breakfast Hunger Games. Everywhere you go there are people grabbing mugs and trying to figure out how on earth to make the coffee machine work, before they move on to the food. There, you find children fighting for mini-muffins, repulsed when they discover they in fact contain a form of fruit. Old people walking into your back with hot drinks and calling you an ‘arrogant teenager’ when you look round to see who exactly just poured hot coffee onto you. This, my friends, is life in the mornings (everyone was a bit hung over so there was a lot of shushing when small children began to scream) of a hotel.