not as delirious, but still jet lagged

It's 8:31 on the morning of my second full day in Prague, and as far as my body's concerned, it's 2:31 a.m. and I should still be sleeping. I can't quite adjust to this whole time change thing. I couldn't sleep for most of the plane ride to Paris, and I napped for a few hours yesterday afternoon, even though everyone said you shouldn't, if you're trying to adjust to a new time zone. This led to me sleeping for about two hours last night, and then waking up for another almost-three before I could fall back asleep (for not as long as I'd like) because I'm still on New York time, even if I'm an ocean away. A full day of orientation activities should be fun when I'm running on this much sleep.