My French kitchen: cooking class and market tour

Check out my recently published article here at My French Life on my cool cooking class and market experience!

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A Mish-Mosh of Thoughts

“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.” – St. Augustine

I am going back to the states in less than a month to visit for Christmas. I cannot believe it. I have been in France for 4 months already. When I look at the life I have created here and the comfort level I have reached, it seems like I have been here much longer. In reality, 4 months is nothing. But I guess in the same sense, it is everything.

It is incredible to me the things I have experienced in such a short time. Everyone who has traveled seems to have been bit by this “travel bug”– always having this deep urge to go back on the road and explore new things. I don’t understand how not everyone is just born with this. How can you not want to see the world? The world is so magnificent and there are endless things to see. I am addicted. There are not enough days in my life to see all the things I want to see. I don’t know if it’s that people are scared of the unknown or too wrapped up in there lives. The unknown excites me. You cannot grow and change as a person if you do experience the uncomfortable. To get somewhere different from where you are going, you need to change your path…

About 5 months ago, a year abroad seemed like an eternity and now it seems like it is not enough. I love it here. I love the people I meet and the things I learn. I love the beauty I see and things I get to experience. I don’t want to leave. And I don’t just mean France, I just mean living somewhere new and different. I want to experience life in new ways, culture different from what I know. I can’t do that in San Diego.

Lately, I find myself thinking about my next move. I feel like I can do anything. I don’t think I am going to be done with Europe in just a year. There is so much out there– so many opportunities and possibilities. I am not done moving. I refuse to be stagnant. I have no idea what is to come but I am excited.

“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.” – Mark Jenkins