If one happens to be travelling during the precise time erev Pesach during which one a) can’t eat chametz anymore b) one can’t yet eat matzah, (and c) it’s not yet the time of afternoon after which one shouldn’t be eating anything so as to eat at the seder with “a hearty appetite” in order to beautify the mitzvah of eating matzah)–still, there is nothing to fear. The Central Bus Station in Jerusalem will have several kosher vegetarian options available for any and all in such a predicament. Thinking about it and/or planning ahead not required.
The supermarket, in which every single solid item in the store is kosher for Pesach* except for the items considerately hidden away behind a gigantic ream of butcher paper secured down with tape. So much food to eat, so little room for confusion.
Well, jeez, I can go to pretty much any restaurant I want, pretty much anywhere I’d usually go, and it will be open for Pesach with a chametz-free kitchen and a menu ready to roll for the hungry Jew.
There are reasons that I really miss, and am ready to return for a dose of, my home country/culture, but the gastronomics and logistics of living a religious Jewish life are not on that list.
*Yes, I eat kitniyot. Here’s some, but not all, of why. But even the kitniyot is labelled, “Kosher for Pesach for those who eat kitniyot.” I mean, come on. That’s easy living.