Travel: La Rochelle, France + Thoughts on Juggling Social Media while Adventuring
La Rochelle, France
The crisp, sweet taste of the lychee-rose sorbet lingered on my lips.
I glanced wistfully at my empty ice cream cup, wishing I had been able to properly document the novel food experience--wishing I had been able to capture the fresh yet subtly earthy flavor with my camera.
A snapshot of the unassuming, frozen pink scoop wouldn't have done it justice, I convinced myself. Yet I still wished I had a tangible memory of what I'd consumed. I wanted something more than an ephemeral experience.
Oh, yeah--I also really wanted a photo for my blog.
The precarious balance between documenting my adventures and savoring them remains an enigma. On trips, I snap away furiously with my camera, hoping that at least a few of the photos will be insta-worthy. I see quaint architecture in square frames. I see breathtaking landscapes in terms of snapchat story potential.
And even when I intentionally leave my gadgets off to relish an experience, I can't help but wish I'd been able to properly document those moments. In reality, savoring doesn't exist for me--"savoring" only means wistfulness.
But why am I wistful? Do I want photographic evidence to relive the adventure myself, or to flaunt my oh-so-glamorous, exotic, perfect (ha) study abroad life? Would I even take photos if I couldn't share them?
These are questions one uncaptured sorbet can't answer (well, also that scrumptious vegan lunch). I'm not expecting answers as I continue to live and learn in this foreign life, but I'd love some more clarity.
I also wouldn't mind another sorbet.
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Just a quick, rare mid-week update with photos from my recent trip to La Rochelle, a historic port city in southwestern France.
I promised myself that I'd avoid stereotypical, superficial travel writing, but I can't resist offering a tidbit to any vegan/vegatarian/gluten-free/organic folk who may be traveling to La Rochelle. I stumbled upon the loveliest grab-n-go (or sit down if you like) restaurant called RawCoco and I died. My lunch was also something I wish I had captured--the loveliest veggie wrap and chocolate banana crepe.
The meal that I did capture was at l'Epi de Ble, a creperie that was equally delicious (though not so vegan friendly haha--I need my exceptions). I had a savory mushroom-egg buckwheat crepe, and a friend had a sweet apple-vanilla ice cream crepe.
If you'd also like to find the divine lychee-rose sorbet, make a stop at Ernest le Glacier for me (and take a photo!).
As a liberal arts student/endurance athlete/violinist/fashion enthusiast, I find beauty in many spheres. Consequently, I have no idea where life will lead me. Here is where I document my journey to creating myself--soul-baring reflections, embarrassing photos, and all. Feel free to join me for the ride.