When I'm traveling my favorite meal of the day is breakfast. The first cup of coffee, an egg or omelette. Hash browns (love hash browns) and meat of some kind. (Even if I called it sausage, the phrase "meat of some kind" usually still applies.)
For me it's part of the adventure. The beginning of a new chapter.
(Breakfast at the Ludlow Cafe, along Route 66 in the California desert.)