Paris, France
Day 3:
I woke up about 11-12 hours of sleep feeling much better. Before you start to feel sorry for me, I likely brought the icks on myself. On Day 1, I broke down at bought a Nutella crepe from a street vendor, knowing full well my anit-gluten stomach does not do well with pancakes. The crepe was SO good, but by that night I was SO sick. Therefore, Day 2 was left me feeling less than fabulous. I've been doing really well with the gluten...in London I had f...