i didn't take a picture of the meal because i forgot. i was basically a walking corpse, so that i even remembered where to put the food was kind of a miracle.
at some point during the trip, i hadn't eaten in a few hours, but pretended that the nine hour time difference also counted as not eating, so i had two or three packages of reese's peanut butter cups.
it's almost 5 PM here and i've had a piece of tortilla for the day, which means my blood sugar is lower than america's morale.
in other news, i threw my back out while crapping, so that's good.
here's a picture of what i look like when i'm sad, i was recently informed:

2 comments:
your first meal in France is homemade dal. only you.
That photo of you looking sad is surprisingly accurate.
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