Since it has been 1 billion years since I’ve updated the
blog, I’m going to update everyone by telling a long story short in reverse-chronological
order. It seems simpler. Also, I’ve
heard writing can be cathartic and my life is sort of in shambles currently. Or
something that closely resembles shambles, but is probably perfect little
puzzle pieces that I just haven’t figured out yet.
Currently-
I’m practicing my
baking as much as I can. So if anyone wants to come visit, I can make some Parisian
croissants or pan au chocolat. I’m working part time
at a café in town, but am starting to get anxious to get back to work… and out of the country a little bit. And I
don’t mean “country” like USA, I mean like pastures and farms. Don’t get me wrong, I love it! Baby farm animals on my commute make me squeal with delight. But the house is
pretty isolated and it makes it tough to get involved in any sort of community.
I was hoping and trying for a move to Portland
but have made so many huge changes in my life, that I’m not ready to just leap
into another huge decision. And after an
amazing weekend catching up with old friends in LA, I’m sort of considering
moving back. Can you believe it?!!?! I can NOT. But it has crossed my mind and
now there it is. I just don’t understand how you know what you want to be when
you grow up! Am I grown up? Should I have it all figured out? At what age is
this confusion no longer appropriate? See what I mean about being in shambles? And
now I’m rambling, so before I go all quarter-life crisis panic attack style,
let’s go further back in the update.
Sept- Nov
How can I make Parisian croissants for you, you ask? Because
I learned how to... IN PARIS! This past summer when I was enjoying
funemployment, one of my best friends, Monica, found out she could take some
serious time off work and was thinking about traveling. So we made a plan for
fall. Ten weeks of traveling to 7 countries, with an apt in Paris as home base.
It was the trip of a lifetime. And yes, I did change my “Lives in” Status on
Facebook to Paris. We took language classes and I took several baking classes. (Bonjour!
Je m’appelle Morgan et j’aime cuire les crosissants et les macarons.). In
addition to France, we made it to Iceland, Italy, Germany, Ireland, Scotland,
and Amsterdam.
Coming home from the trip was a bit of a shock. I went from
hostels and castles to the harsh reality of being broke, living at home, and
being unemployed. So now is the time to reminisce…
Over the next few entries I will continue to write about the
trip and share some stories and pictures from each country. Since home base was
Paris (when you read it, please pronounce it “pah-rEE”. It will make you feel
fancy), I will start with The City of Lights-
We got to do most of the fun things tourists AND Parisians
do. The Louvre, Eifel tower, Pompidou,
flea market, cafes, fromageries, boulangeries, patiserries, figured out the
metro (the key is to wear Beats headphones and avoid eye contact. Also, don’t
get off at Chateau d’Eau), gardens and parks, shopping, macaron picnics… the
list goes on. We took language classes at the Alliance Francaise. It was full
immersion so there was no English spoken in the classroom… and none of the
other students in my class spoke English anyway, so our only common language
was the little French we were learning that day at school. There were a lot of
quiet recess breaks. And as I mentioned, I also took some baking classes- my
favorite things to learn to bake, if I had to narrow them down, were macarons,
apple tart, croissants, financiers, and pan au chocolat. Since coming home,
I’ve successfully re-made all but the financiers. I just got a baking pan for them so I will finally be able to try it! And a little honest disclaimer- the first
batch of croissants was tasty, but not pretty. I’ve since improved my
technique. And macarons are little devils to get right, but I’m working on it.
I’m not going to claim to be super good at making them just yet, so don’t
volunteer me to make them for a wedding shower or whatnot until further notice.
Trust me, I will let you know. Probably via Instagram.
Here are some pics! I took 619 in Paris alone, so this was really difficult for me to edit down.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUKUpsgGKFmroUDaMfuQhk8yjiqsFYPAy9Ym9oTmF7hu2BsZA1bwBdJ4UwkwRT6pZM3I1TjXaHWNqvrANpCDnbKj1dlEuWXoKS19GabWZK5CTQAVUatSIL7WGl0gDn4vAlBftaqc3EwXc/s400/paris+(122).jpg) |
{our apt courtyard. so cute!! and a safe haven from our scary neighborhood} |
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJBMMApqz0aj6d1L5XoqvONqHx46m_v4uHUOXT6RX4T1xF3rEAHav5rphTaQOliFWMORjjG6JSQ19-93RBLyoOwGkq_ZQmSy16x0wLQ5KnkDZoyLf2xgIsVWLppeTXAWG-jsl3_lj6tMg/s400/paris+(2).JPG) |
{Shakespeare and co} |
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp9B6IXT1dXYRiS0kU2ad7pMzxA4e42LZQLIcBxFxzCN4qz17Tf3HZrGdx5hP04VmdJVys7SY-0vjhBqRKNMz22r4Mg6HLAhISlgfelqIEJYz3UwHM4gXxLXxiAwjqFClCUyRUtOQKojg/s400/paris+(23).JPG) |
{flower markets everywhere} |
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJIfjw9E_S4LNTPKuAqPgWllAbGDd9c2oNiegKJfVRUo2UoFwc7W2iRAExaMcV6NQV8qLOepkPoxlvWwwbbcBIMVAK71ak_5mfBeOGb_HcFMYgdZInT5wSRcr9Lso7ciYjCKg-apQGWDA/s400/paris+(3).JPG) |
{louvre and happy clouds} |
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifTKdOyb69bqS2WI5uzlLFLxObvFZiWo6qFJbbRlom-oaImiuDcle3MB6DFuQk1Dh2Oy4HDK4-EA6SAUydmmmCN1CNW58m6fEn2TlT2Xs5Mh02NKnN6zqGBHPW3ysQfEi0gtMdB2Hnnr0/s400/paris+(19).JPG) |
{just a jazzy little band playing in the Latin quarter} |
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-YZGNmZ9tAfnz33HACgxYlYg6hAS-cvdDqZp9i8ykt3qC7Asc1CNnZvDiIHruc5NT9xutZbd_64-jnB3keBu6ptSxmOrU4V8jh314_Pl3Tbb2QpoosqBvKjcyypaAkgeSk9JT9d-vXqk/s400/paris+(33).JPG) |
{flea market goodies} |
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMTITmsg2eaF3lp-lVx7QPs47LeDuGJxLxE3OQXoGCDxWHOVpsgRopoJg8GUj7n_7bbR9HGZ7jfeIOkbgebCKjvq_7hU6DSAqNZZnVXG3QS8-05kJIDnZ7lSIymq4KTdc2KqTSi3GT_sw/s400/paris+(34).JPG) |
{if i ever have shutters, i will carve a heart in them} |
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwCKdw95YPBNX_Kx0_HHzwvcOKdH3IlHMFiADLw6Rwi3SYo7VJIuqe7QoqYp_YGXVoZSv3fdpG_LY0d5778H3neYtVNUWpG3HNzU3GHHOScf3Sdi_iAvU6Sed9yoXH_Ae5okt5zHD6SmQ/s400/paris+(65).jpg) |
{i mean, i can't say i went to paris and not post an Eiffel tower pic} |
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJg2ECD7xODokFDAEa-WKUGvlCPbK5N92jgQ_sl0rmPti9Wabc274DfQIsxYoBVAQ8pCD2Mnjjfq6dZx2RKM-_A6jxJlxKt82XcdGtSPUp0-lnVMGb-gdZ4RN5OzfWHr2pFb6-9Ni5n5I/s400/paris+(70).JPG) |
{view of the rooftops from the Eiffel tower} |
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK8tUzwErn4vXI1Rd19_Tvz0V-0QDsesHPX_7Lalg_oigls8KzTY1kg0rB9AYp1-FVGeYwyMoo5C1imtl6WntzeOWi96HFCizbBMNjl0naPfSldYiq-llx4v8j1i-_iB9MwyyfnwDEKLo/s400/paris+(84).JPG) |
{rive gauche} |
I'll write again soon with more adventures. I promise.
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