She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways

As much as I am looking forward to Paris, I occasionally have my doubts. Lately, I have been spending most of my time flitting around outside. Hence, my doubts are beginning to center around the fact that Paris is a city. A big city. That means that I’ll have access to wonderful things like opera and ballet, but that also means that I won’t have access to other wonderful things like fields and forests. And my travel journal claims, "I love Paris among cities, but no city could ever outshine the beauty of the countryside, sweet corners blooming with wildflowers and quiet forests dappled with sunshine."

Is this true? I'm not sure, but I do hear tell of marvelous things called trains, and I certainly know a few…

Reasons to Visit La Campagne

1.  Castles galore! 

Q: How many of my stories include at least once scene set somewhere like this?

A: Er...all.

 But gardens aren't just for daydreaming. Have you ever raced through the mazes? 

     

2. I love, love rambling around places like this...

...where things like this tend to happen.

Followed shortly by this...can you spy the frolicking  girl?
Her soul feels alive.

3. And I must revisit this incredible theme park called Puy du Fou, where Papa and I witnessed many spectacular things, including...

a viking invasion (in about six minutes, the village will be up in flames)

and an epic chariot race followed by a bloody clash of the gladiators.

But no matter where I am in France, I will surely find plenty of this.

Yum. 

Well, I shall be off in two days. City-induced fears aside, I am quite looking forward to embarking on this journey. Adieu for now and love to all!