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I would have had a full day in Paris if not for the horrible nausea I had from the moment I got off the plane. I don't know if it was because I didn't sleep on the plane at all (I did, however, watch one of the best movies I've seen in a long time, The Fall with Lee Pace) or the fact that I had a questionably large breakfast at would have been 3am my time. Maybe it was the fact that on the RER from the airport to the Metro, I decided it would be a good idea to ride backward and stare out at the scenery while doing so. In any case, most of today was spent alternating between sleeping and cautiously sipping lukewarm tap water. The only thing I've been able to eat is a quarter of a baguette and some milk. My stomach is not entirely ready for the gastronomical paradise that is Paris. Maybe tomorrow.