Noodles on a Bike

Yep, I'm on my way to French-ness.

The French like to sleep and the French sleep a lot.
They go to bed at midnight and the city doesn't start moving until eleven, sometimes noon.

Seriously if you wake up at six over here and walk around town, nothing is open. NOTHING. Not the bakeries, not the Starbucks, not anything. There aren't even that many cars on the road, no scooters.
Boderline crazy, because in California in LA at six in the morning, well, I'm sure the vast majority of you have already heard of the traffic jams.
Also, you don't usually hear police sirens until ten.

But anyways, last night I fell asleep around eleven thirty and did not wake up (even once!) until ten.
Yeah France!!!