The pond held large schools of large carp plainly enjoying a good life for a carp, and the hamlet was certainly as rustic as a peasant village probably never was.
We were then conducted to two hour tour of the Chateau and its gardens. Security was at airport level (X-rays, men with guns), and there seemed to be more people there than at the main international airports. The solid crush of humanity oozing through the rooms, punctuated by guide flags and pom-poms , and phones on sticks, was an experience. The grounds were beautiful in flower near the palace, the vistas extended not quite as we remembered them from before, since that late afternoon all the fountains had been conditioning the Spring air.
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