Bath

Bath is such a lovely little city! Visiting the baths was really interesting. They were built when the Romans occupied England (so way way way long ago) as a temple to Minerva, because what other explanation is there for water bubbling up from the ground? :) (Actually, you may be interested to know that the water comes from rainwater in a nearby lake that drips down through limestone until geothermal heat sends it right back up to the earth's surface in Bath) The best part was tasting the water, which was sort of like mineral-y tea...filtered through a lake...and limestone....and evaporated by geothermal heat...

I could go on and on about the other things we saw, like the Royal Crescent, where we visited a little museum about life in Bath in the 1800s. Did you know that when the ladies wanted to sit in the gentlemans' room with there was always a roaring fire, servants had to carry them in inside these little compartments so that they weren't exposed to the heat of the fire, because if they were, their makeup would melt off their faces? And that tea was such a delicacy that the lady of the house had to prepare the tea herself because she didn't trust the servants not to steal it? No. There is no way you knew that.

I'm going to stop now. I hope you enjoyed my useless facts :)

xoxo
Morgan

Thorne

The little village we stayed in the first few days in England is called Thorne. Every house had a name like the Old Coach House, Thorne House, or Thorne Cottage (where we stayed), reminiscent of the days when there really was a coach house, a cider brewery, and three busy farms. Now, though, the village is barely a village--only acquiring its title because of its one small church--and is just comprised of a one-lane street of houses bordered by fields of cows and buttercups. It was an absolutely beautiful place to stay!

xoxo

Morgan

Stonehenge

A very jetlagged visit to Stonehenge the first morning of our trip. Luckily they sold coffee.

xoxo

Morgan

Falling

I've fallen out of favour
And I've fallen from grace
Fallen out of trees
And I've fallen on my face
Fallen out of taxis
Out of windows too
Fell in your opinion
When I fell in love with you

Sometimes I wish for falling
Wish for the release
Wish for falling through the air
To give me some relief
Because falling's not the problem
When I'm falling I'm in peace
It's only when I hit the ground
It causes all the grief

This is a song for a scribbled out name
And my love keeps writing again and again
This is a song for a scribbled out name
And my love keeps writing again and again

I'll dance myself up
Drunk myself down
Find people to love
Love people too drunk
I'm not scared to jump
I'm not scared to fall
If there was nowhere to land
I woudn't be scared
At all
All

Sometimes I wish for falling
Wish for the release
Wish for falling through the air
To give me some relief
Because falling's not the problem
When I'm falling I'm in peace
It's only when I hit the ground
It causes all the grief

Isn't this beautiful? I can't stop listening to Florence + The Machine.

xoxo

Morgan

I'll Start With Food

The most important part of any trip ;)

England:

plowman's lunch

clotted cream & strawberry jam scones...had this way too many times!

breakfast :)

note the Harrod's paper

sasusage and cheese and toasted pumpkin and sunflower seeds....best calzone ever

typical London Indian food

The Icecreamists! One of the best ice cream cones I've ever had. This was the prettiest flavor.

vanilla cream something something

Paris:

proscuitto and cantaloupe with balsamic vinegar....interesting but good combo

of course, crème brûlée!

of course, crêpes!

limonade is a bit more sophisticated-sounding that sprite

sososososos delicious!

the greenest pesto I have ever seen

best meal of my life began with some gross-sounding spread that was actually really good, french pickles and mini onions (amazing), and bread

next course, shrimp with squid ink risotto

for entrée (or, le plat as they call it--in France, appetizers are les entrées and courses are les plats), dorado fish

my mom's plat. I love the cute little broccoli :)

I had a vanilla cream something that was absolutely amazing--basically a really creamy milkshake with raspberries on top. But the picture was blurry, so this is my brother's chocolate something or other (the name isn't important. It's chocolaty-ness is enough!)

a pâtisserie window--I want one of everything!!

of course, croque-monsieur!

 xoxo

Morgan