A Week In Paris: Part Four (Disneyland and Versailles)
I was just as excited as all the little children on the bus: the excitement which the promise of a full day at a famous theme park brings, knows no age limit.
The weather was miserable all day, and I wasn’t really clamouring to go on all the rides and pose with life-size Disney characters like my sister was (I was more excited to just walk through the parks and observe, taking a few pictures every now and then, and collecting some character memorabilia), but it was a good time nonetheless.
|Crowds walking in the Europe cold into the land of magic, dreams and fun times|
|The castle that Tink flies over at the beginning of Disney movies|
Then, when it was time to go home, we lost my dad. No, actually: he wandered off.
|The palace and the pond, the sprawling grounds- all of what you see is part of Versailles (and apparently townspeople are allowed to jog on the grounds...)|
Palace life is not for the faint-hearted. Well, the kings and queens who were shrouded in opulence could afford to be complacent, but the staff and the subjects couldn’t.
|(middle) the tour guide explaining to us about the dining room (left) and the Queen's chambers (right)|
The many, many rooms of the palace were built strictly for specific purposes: the dining room in the picture was used when the Queen and King decided that they would eat together (they each had their own "dining areas" in different wings), and the smaller chairs which you can see in the picture were for peasants/townspeople to sit in, so they could watch the King and Queen eat.
That was only slightly less disturbing than hearing about the antechamber, where a man appointed by the king had to present at the moment the child left the Queen's womb, in order to make absolutely sure that the child was indeed born of royalty.
Anything to preserve (and display) status, right?
Fun fact: this is the door that Marie-Antoinette reportedly escaped through during one of the uprisings:
|Imagine a greedy queen gathering up her skirts and running past her gilded bookshelf-type thing to escape disgruntled subjects. Wigs and cake flying everywhere.|
After Versailles, we went to the Eiffel Tower. Finally, I got to see the famous structure for myself.
My sister wanted to go all the way to the top, but not even the magic of Paris that was buzzing in the air could make me go to that extreme with this whole adventure.