Curry was always such a satisfying ending to a long day of hiking. I carried some noodles in my pack, a box of curry cubes and bought fresh vegetables from the first roadside seller or stall I saw when I got hungry. Filled up my cookpot with some water, poured rubbing alcohol into my alcohol stove and had piping hot japanese curry with mushrooms and spinach and noodles a few minutes later ahhhh it was so good. For 3 months straight I had curry every other day, when I wasn’t chowing down on sushi and sashimi.