For me, it’s reaching a new city late and pretending food won’t be a problem.
It always is. You’re tired, slightly disoriented and every place that looks decent either needs a reservation or is about to close. So you end up eating something random just because it’s open. The same thing happened to me when I was in Kathmandu last month.
It’s not a disaster. It just quietly makes the first night feel off. I still do it almost every trip.