I hate jet lag.
July 2nd 2008 So, somewhere in the middle of the night, we finished crossing the Hotlantic and ended up at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris. I have always wanted to go to Paris and was even decent enough in French to win the French award in high school, but once I started taking Russian, it rudely shoved the French out the other side of my head. (Much like the Russians are doing in Georgia, but I dig
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