A few years back I spent 10 days on an Indian contractors camp on a Total LNG project at Balhaf, up the coast from Aden. I would have swapped you no probs.
Breakfast was an apple with processed cheese slices and two chapattis (lifted during the evening meal) eaten in my portakabin which smelled like the Bugis St. sh-thouse. Other meals were indiscriminate curries and boiled rice.