julie r.:
Voila, Versailles! In a heat wave at height of tourist season it is a bit too much gold and tapestry and mirrors, so I escaped to Marie Antoinette's little pretend village. No one else there but a slug from ancien régime.
julie r.:
Tim didn't arrive til past one so we didn't start wandering til noon. Crepes and coffee, checked out the Conciergerie, and then by four his ride to Fontainebleau was here. Yea, I'm on my own in Paris for all but a day and a half, but nowhere better to ent