LYON . . . FRANCE . . . DAY 3

Dane wouldnt let us sleep off our hangover and had us up and out of the hotel in search of the famous volcano spot. On the way i found a nice old homeless Polish man who was enjoying some cold refreshing largers. Kiril ended up finding the spot and posed on this by-pass thing like a big Ruski boss. As usual Burman destroyed every spot we went to and in the end we went for some big ass asain feast for dinner were we ate our first frog legs.