Jet lag is a funny thing. It completely consumes you to the point where you need match sticks to keep your eyes open. Everyone has their own way of getting over it; some prefer to resist sleeping during the day and then having an early night, others prefer having a cheeky nap to rejuvenate, whilst others will take some form of supplements to get them through it as quickly as possible.
Jet lag is something us girls are all suffering from having flown from different parts of the world to get to Paris. Mer & Ruth from NYC and I from Uk. You could say that an hour difference for me is not too bad, but this is my 3rd time zone change in a week, and so it seems to be taking its toll.
The worst affected is Mer, who could do with scaffolding to keep her eyes open. We were in mid conversation when her eyes closed shut and I'm sure she would have been lost to us had we not started giggling. I almost expected her to fall forward head first into her food like in a cartoon.
But she got through it. A bit of fresh air, sun, a cup of Illy and wandering around Reims' gothic cathedral was all that was needed. Parfait!
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