On our last day of orientation, we visited Versailles. The palace glittered and sparkled as brightly as I remembered.
http://www.chateauversailles.fr/chateau
I like shiny things as much as anyone, but hearing about court life made me cringe. The whole place revolved like the galaxy around Louis XIV, whom I do not hold in particularly high regard. How would I like to watch him wake up and eat his porridge every morning? Not much. Not even for a room like this.
http://www.chateauversailles.fr/chateau
My real adventures began after our tour of the Ordinary Versailles. When the rest of my group returned to Paris, I stayed on for a few more hours to explore the Other Versailles. The one with enticing little lanes like this.
That lead to emerald cathedrals like this.
And after some meandering...
When I saw this, I half-expected Belle to come singing, “Bonjour." (She didn't...but maybe I did.) I soon found that I had stumbled into Marie Antoinette's little estate. I quickly decided that if I were a courtesan, I would request this housing.
And meander down these hallways.
And slip away to this tower.
And maybe visit the Ordinary Versailles for a ball or two.
But truly, my day at Versailles reminded me that whenever I'm in nature, my spirit seems to wake up, shake out its wings, and come 100% alive.
When I saw this, I half-expected Belle to come singing, “Bonjour." (She didn't...but maybe I did.) I soon found that I had stumbled into Marie Antoinette's little estate. I quickly decided that if I were a courtesan, I would request this housing.
And meander down these hallways.
And slip away to this tower.
And maybe visit the Ordinary Versailles for a ball or two.
But truly, my day at Versailles reminded me that whenever I'm in nature, my spirit seems to wake up, shake out its wings, and come 100% alive.
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