Bon jour! Just arrived in Paris this afternoon. What did I do today? Just tried to stay awake. I think I slept maybe 2 hours on the plane. When we came in for a landing we were about 200 feet from the ground and then all of a sudden, we just shoot back up into the air to about 4000 feet. Then the pilot came on and said everything is fine and that we were just being rerouted. If we were that close to the runway and got "rerouted", I think it's more than likely that something was on the runway and that's when the tower realized it. Reroute probably really meant "whoops, pull up, pull up!". Anyways, I got here safe.

I totally have the hardest time with jet lag. It usually takes me about a week to get used to it. The best way to get over it is to tough it out. So I made it until about 4pm until I just passed out on the couch for about 4 hours. You're probably wondering why I just didn't go somewhere. Well, I'd pass out no matter what. Last year, I fought my jet lag in London. I fell asleep on the bus once and another time on the subway. Anyways, tomorrow I'm doing stuff. Au revoir!