Blogging is hard…. It takes so flippin long to write all
this crap down. But that’s ok :) so yeah I’m getting sick. Word of advice: get
a lot of sleep if you go on something like this. And eat healthily. I’ve been
doing pretty good at eating, but it’s kind of hard here when the salads are 10
euros and the sandwiches are 6 or a nutella crepe 3 euros. Those crepes get me
every time, I’m tellin ya. But anyways. So today is Sunday and I haven’t
written about the last few days so I need to catch up a bit. On Friday I did a
bad thing. I went to a museum by myself. But it was a necessary thing because
it was a required museum for my class and the girls that I’ve been travelling
around with already went the day they left me in the museum and I had to stay
an extra 2 hours with another group so I was the only one who hadn’t gone. So I
got up early that morning and brought my map and power walked through the city,
got to the metro, found the correct stops, and found my way to the museum. It
was such a cool museum. It was the Rodin one with all of his marble sculptures
inside and all of his bronzes outside in a really pretty garden area. I loved
it and luckily it wasn’t too big. I’m getting a little overwhelmed by all of
these huge amazing museums everywhere in France. But after I finished at the
Rodin museum, I got back on the metro to go meet my friends at the Pompideu
modern art museum at noon. So basically I show up there at 11:30 because my
museum didn’t take very long, but then I had to wait an entire hour because they
were late. But it’s fine because at least they showed up. There was also this
really cool gypsy couple that I watched from afar (I didn’t want my bag stolen)
who were playing these crazy instruments in front of the museum for money. They
were full on gypsy though with the clothes and the homemade instruments and
even a dog and a cat that they had tied red and yellow ribbons onto and chained
to their sides. It was such a quaint little scene. But basically the modern art
museum was not my favorite one bit. I just don’t know enough about art to be
able to appreciate something like that. And I’m so sick of seeing so many
pornographic scenes all the time. In the museum there was this strange video in
the wall that had different scenes of a man and a woman completely naked
running around covering up their genitals, but then sometimes they’d move their
hands and it was just very strange and I moved on quickly from that one. After
the Pompideu museum we went to the Sacre Couer and sat in on a communion (I
think) in the Bastille. It was really cool, but I couldn’t understand the
meeting one bit since it was all in French. But it was really cool to hear the
nuns sing and the organ was absolutely incredible. It was so big and loud, it
just echoed, I swear, across the whole city, that’s how big and grand it was.
That night we went to the market and bought some eggs and tortillas and made
ourselves some egg burritos for dinner. Best idea in the world right there. It
cost us each a euro and 50 cents for egg burritos with salsa, avocado, cheese,
and tomatoes. I want to do that every night. I’m so sick of spending money on
freaking food!! Once I get to the London Center, I will be so happy because
we’ll get our food given to us and I won’t have to worry about buying my meals.
Saturday morning was stupid. So we all woke up to go to breakfast at this cute
little place called Angelina’s that everyone’s been raving about. So we get
there and the breakfast thing is 20 euros!! I don’t want to spend 20 freaking
euros on breakfast… But apparently according to everyone the hot chocolate is
world famous so I got the stupid 8 euro hot chocolate and a little sugared
brioche that was only 3 euros. I really loved my brioche, it was fluffy and
sweet and basically the best pastry I’ve had yet. But the hot chocolate was a
whole different story. I’m convinced that they took a bar of bitter chocolate
and melted it down and put it in my cup. That’s how rich it was. I couldn’t
even finish half of it because it was making me sick. Worst decision yet.
Angelina’s gets a solid 2/10 for me. After we went to Angelina’s we walked down
the Champs Elysees and went shopping in some of the stores along the street. We
definitely stayed on the cheaper side of the street haha but I got myself a
really cute black leather jacket for only 50 euros from a store called Promod
and then a warm sweater for London from Zara for only 25 euros. So I’m done
with shopping for a while. But Zara and Promod are some solid stores. I’m very
happy with them. After the Champs Elysees we went down to the Rue de Possy and
went in some of the little shops there, too. Those ones were really expensive,
though, so we were just looking around. Some of the other girls got some cute
sweaters for not too much at this little shop called Shana that had some
decently priced clothes. Once we were done with our shopping we went to Notre
Dame and sat in on mass, which was interesting. They were waving around this
smoke bomb thing that I really wasn’t enjoying one bit. It was stinging my
eyes… bad news. We didn’t stay for long, though, because we were all tired and
we went back and made burritos again. And last but not least, was today. Today
was stake conference so we all went to this big conference center and listened
to it for a while. But I don’t have much to report about it because I was so
tired that I literally slept hard core through the entire thing. Then after the
meeting we went over to The Creperie and had the most delicious crepes I’ve
ever had. I had a cowboy crepe with ham, steak (which apparently is just
hamburger), eggs, and cheese wrapped up all snug in a warm crepe. Then since it
was Sunday I got the meal and it came with a dessert crepe that I almost died
over. It had this chocolate sauce with little crunchy things in it and a big scoop
of vanilla ice cream on top. Holy crap it was good. I could eat that for the
rest of my life and be so happy. Once we finished stuffing our faces we went
over the gardens at Versailles and were awestruck by how unbelievable they
were. The gardens were, I swear, a hundred acres of beautiful mazes filled with
gorgeous Roman statues and beautiful fountains with fish and water features. I
can’t get over how amazing it is that Marie Antoinette would build all that
while her country was literally starving to death. Her little hamlet/village,
though, was seriously incredible. I can’t even put into words how much I loved
it. It was so cute and I was just dying being in there imagining myself in her
shoes just walking around playing peasant like she did. I was amazed by it. I’ll
put in some pictures because I can’t even describe how cute it was.
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