It's my second day here in France, and after exploring Lyon for a few hours I've come to the following conclusions:

1) 50% of French people are perpetually sunburned. The other 50% are of arabic or african descent.
2) Foie gras and I do not go well together.


Starting Thursday, I traveled for about 26 hours before I finally reached my destination, leaving my house at 5:30 for SFO, boarding my flight to Chicago O'Hare at 9:55, landing at 4:30 (2:30 pacific) boarding my flight to Paris at 6:23 PM, and landing at 9:40 local time (12:40 pacific; from here on out I'm on France time which is 9 hours ahead) and then waiting for my 12:58 train to Lyon. Two hours later, I'm in Lyon, checking into my hotel, utterly exhausted. After waking up at 1 in the morning, I notice that I smell a little bit rancid, probably from sweating in the sun while carrying around all my belongings.

Unfortunately, Lyon does not have a very interesting night life, because everything closes down at 11, I think. At this point I'm literally locked into my hotel, because the automatic doors are closed and turned off. Really need to get over this jetlag...

Once the sun came up I took it upon myself to go exploring through the town, but as my luck would have it, it's some kind of holiday today so a majority of the city was closed and pretty empty for the most part, but I still found a nice little alleyway that was very populated and full of restaurants. It was there that I had my first experience with foie gras, and let me tell you, that was pretty difficult. It's not like it tasted bad or anything, but it just felt so...rich that I started feeling a little queasy. Following that with a "Le Colonel" (a lemon sorbet with vodka) seemed to settle the stomach. After another couple hours of walking around, I caught a bus back to the hotel and fell back asleep, only to wake up at 2am again. Gotta get over that jetlag...