It can be a bit overwhelming wandering through a French château. There’s usually so much going on around you that it starts to feel like your eyes might just fall out of your head. It’s so easy to miss the little details amongst the grandeur.
During this global pandemic, I’ve been fortunate to continue working. Of course, my computer set up looks very different here at home with a makeshift table set up as my desk.
I’ve completely lost track of what each room is at Vaux-le-Vicomte. Normally I can find the information in brochures I’ve held onto and bulk it up with help from online. Unfortunately I can’t find any papers in my stash and details for Vaux-le-Vicomte online are limited.
The fanciest of dining rooms I’ve ever had the pleasure of eating in have been at nice restaurants or hotels. At the time, I marveled at the decor of each location. But none of them could compare to sitting down for dinner in the dining room at Vaux-le-Vicomte.
Just imagine being a guest here. Where would your eyes land? There’s so much to take on and you’d know that you were in for a treat.
The large mirrors play a trick on your eyes, making the room feel much larger than it really is.
James just looked over my shoulder as I’m proofing this post, and asked why I don’t decorate our place like this. That sounds like an absolute dream but I wouldn’t even know where to start.
I took a lot of photos during my visit to Vaux-le-Vicomte. Of course I did. So many, in fact, that I’m feeling a little overwhelmed with where to start. I have decided that looking up is as good of a place as any, and am sharing an assortment of ceiling photos.
If I’ve learned anything from the amount of times I’ve walked away with a kink in my neck, it’s that these fancy French chateaux rarely have a surface untouched.
Located at the back of the Chateau is an impressive dome that towers above you at an height of 25 metres. Climbing to its top provides a 360° view around the expansive estate.
In order to climb the tower, I had to pay an additional 3€ at it’s entrance. The woman collecting money looked down at my walking cast and seemed concerned that I wouldn’t make it up the stairs. Feeling quite confident, I assured her that I had been traipsing around Paris and would be fine.
Of course, as soon as I saw the stairs themselves I questioned my bravado.
What the hell had I got myself into?
I took my time, stopping along the way and forcing myself to not look down. Aside from my injured foot, I’m actually quite scared of heights.
When I had finally reached the top I turned around to look back where I came from. Truth be told, I was dreading heading back down the rickety stairs.
But the view of the gardens more than made up for my white knuckles experience. The tiered gardens stretch outwards for near 3 km and are self watered by canals.
The swirly design on the grass in the foreground is an art installation called, Ephemeral Ribbons, by Patrick Hourcade. They take the place of the previous boxwood hedges that were destroyed by disease.
If memory serves correct, I believe that the owners of Vaux-le-Vicomte live in the building in the distance.
One last look up towards the sky before I headed for the stairs
With trepidation, and an hand firmly grasping the railing, I made my way safely back down
Check back tomorrow to start the tour of the Château’s jaw dropping interior.
This week we’re in Maincy, France at the fantastic Vaux-le-Vicomte estate. The door I’m sharing is pretty cute – made even more attractive by its surroundings.
Regular readers of MOTM will be familiar with my love of French chateaux. Rich history, lavish decor and manicured grounds .. it’s not difficult to see why I’m a fan. Today marks the beginning of my Vaux-le-Vicomte series, starting with the buildings’ striking exteriors’.
I miss Paris. I miss walking throughout the city, down unknown streets and popping into random bakeries to purchase a baguette for the road.
I’m looking forward to returning after Coronatimes. It’s my light at the end of this dark tunnel.
A year ago this month, I was in Paris with my friends Baxter and his long suffering wife, Karen. Our first night back in one of favourite cities saw us strolling the streets of Paris as the sun set and the lights of the city began to sparkle.
We headed for the Louvre, where we hung out for a while enjoying the energy and taking photos before continuing on with our Parisian adventure.
You can read my full post here.
Along an exterior wall at North Vancouver’s Lonsdale Quay Market you’ll find a 100 foot long mural titled Coastal Energy.
Designed by local students and painted by artist Dennis Creighton, Coastal Energy is part of a city-wide series of public art called Studio in the City.
Its purpose is to give local youth the opportunity to apprentice in the arts, while working on various canvases throughout North Vancouver.
If you’ve visited Vancouver as a tourist, chances are you’ve seen this mural. Lonsdale Quay is often a stop on visitor’s lists of local places to check out.
It’s no secret that I’m especially fond of Parisian doors. I could easily and happily spend my visits wandering the streets taking photo after photo of doors.
Looking through my photos last night, as I’m doing a lot more frequently thanks to Coronatimes, I rediscovered this piece by French artist, Fred le Chavelier (Fred the Knight).
Yesterday I shared photos from the Château de Marqueyssac, which I loved. Today we’ll take a look at the gardens. Admittedly, the crowds, heat and being hangry meant that we didn’t venture far. After a quick decision to return in future to do it justice under better conditions, we took a brief walk before heading indoors.
While planning our trip to France, and knowing we would be travelling from Normandy to Périgord Noir by car, I looked for stops along the way that would be of interest for both James and me.
Today we’ll take a look at statues on display at l’Abbaye de Saint-Savin-sur-Gartempe. I’m not religious – or knowledgeable on Christian figures – but I enjoyed each these figures. Each is featured in its own alcove, surrounded by painted brick effect, and lit by light coming in through beautiful stained glass windows.