AKA “Ann’s Bucket List Day”
DH had to work on Tuesday, which was my last day in France. Since he had already been there years ago, and had no desire to revisit, I hopped on the train (which was 1.6 km from my hotel, a nice walk) to Versailles. I’ve wanted to visit Versailles ever since I first read about it in grade school. It was the most wonderful day of my trip, even though DH wasn’t there with me. Words can’t express the joy I felt while I was there. It was one of those experiences that I’ll take with me throughout my life. The day was stunningly beautiful, the light was perfect…
And the crowds were massive.
Helpful hint if you ever go to Versailles: you may want to avoid Tuesdays. Versailles is closed Mondays, and on Tuesdays they have music piped into the gardens. This attracts large crowds. But since Tuesday was the only day I had, and since I wasn’t on any schedule other than meeting Joanne in the afternoon, I persevered. I arrived around 9:30, and I went for the full ticket, getting me not only into the chateau, but also the gardens and the Grand and Petit Trianons. Another helpful hint – you can bypass the ticket line by using the ticketing kiosks. I walked right up and bought a ticket, getting ahead of several hundred people in the queue. The lines to get into the chateau are about 1/2 hour long but they move steadily. I ended up in the middle of a Russian tour group. I split off once I got on the grounds. I wandered all over during the morning, and in the afternoon, I met up with a customer/friend, Joanne. Once again, enough of my yammering, let’s look at some prettiness.
After touring the chateau, I wandered through the gardens and found a lovely little restaurant for lunch. I’m not into taking pictures of my food (really, who wants to see that?), but I couldn’t resist this shot:
After lunch I wandered down to the Grand Trianon. I never made it to the Petit Trianon, alas. My feet were killing me and it was time to meet Joanne. And my stupid iPhone battery died on me. But I did get some pictures at the Grand Trianon.
All in all, it was a picture perfect day. I met up with Joanne and we wandered more amongst the gardens. Joanne is one of those people whom I felt like I have known my whole life, even though we had never met. What a lovely lady and what a perfect day!
Amend that – almost perfect. Remember how I said that my stupid iPhone died? Well, I knew I was invited to dinner with DH and his colleagues, and I got on the 6:00 train back to Issy. I walked to the hotel, and just as I arrived (Ladurée macarons in hand, dreamy happy expression on my face), they were all walking out the door. DH looked worried sick. I felt terrible, because I couldn’t call him. As he said, he was planning to give it until 8:30, then call the hospitals and the police. Fortunately, all’s well that ended well. It really was a perfect day, and I’m so glad I went! I’m still smiling at the memories.
Well, thanks for sticking with me, and thanks to all for your patience while I’ve been away. All the orders that came in while I was out have shipped. And there is some really exciting stuff coming down the pipeline (not just fabrics, either)! The next couple of months will be really cool, and I can’t wait to share what we’ve been working on. Until then, let me leave you with my favorite picture from my day at Versailles.