Loire Valley: Chambord
Now there’s a sobering thought dear reader. I’m not sure that I would have my castle at Chambord. Then again, maybe I’d have several, just like the French kings.
Now there’s a sobering thought dear reader. I’m not sure that I would have my castle at Chambord. Then again, maybe I’d have several, just like the French kings.
We are just back from Du Chateau de Chambord and I’m watching the
conclusion of stage 6 of Le Tour on Sky.
We have TV via satellite and yet, no internet. Aside from delaying the posting of all this
week’s blog entries it has stopped us finding answers to some questions that
come up in conversation. I miss Google.
I discovered today as we drove through Gizeux that Le Tour is going
right through the little village and we drove some sections of Le Tour on the
way to Chambord. There are signs
everywhere warning of road closures.
They are taunting me. Apart from
the Sky coverage, those damn signs are as close as I will get … this year. Yes, Jayne and I are already discussing our
return in 2014 or 2015.
The good weather didn’t eventuate, although the rain dissipated over
night. It was low cloud and a cool
breeze for most of the day and didn’t really warm up till after 4pm. Summer – they have no idea.
I had the usual battle with the French roads again. No real moments with other drivers, today it was
the toll roads. There is neither rhyme
nor reason to the system that I can discern.
Drive up to the toll plaza expecting to pay and you are given a
ticket. If you expect a ticket, you have
to pay. Sometimes you just pay for the
trip, others you pay when you leave the motorway. The most challenging aspect is actually
paying for your drive. On the way out I
tried to use both debit cards – declined.
Amex it is, gate opens and off we go.
At the next plaza I went straight to Amex, all good.
The trip home on the same roads proved a little different. At the first pay station my Amex card was
accepted without drama. The next? How did you know? Rejected.
Both debit cards, rejected. My
Mastercard, rejected. While Cait was
trying to scrounge €1,70 I went through all 4 cards again. The gate opened, I’m not sure when or to
which card, but we got through. I don’t
understand and it is incredibly frustrating.
Anyway, to the chateau …
Chateau Chambord was quite remarkable. Not for the opulence of others like Versaille
(apparently this one was a little less formal) but for the extravagance of it
in size. Several Kings were involved in
its construction over quite a period.
The centre of the keep is a double-helix style central staircase and the
four towers are built of it. Four levels
of rooms with terraces and sweeping views of the surrounding parklands. The wall around the grounds is 32 kilometres
in length and was designed to keep the game in because the resident king or
count liked to hunt. There was actually
a plan at one point to re-channel the Loire River right up to the castle so
that Louis XIV could travel to the castle by boat! That would have been an amazing engineering
feat and while commenced, it was not completed.
What fascinates me the most is the double-helix staircase. It is the heart of the building, its DNA and
is reputed to have been designed by Da Vinci.
How does a renaissance artist, architect, engineer come up with a
concept like that? Cait and I think he
must have been a time traveller, especially when you look at some of his other
inventions.
We spent over 3 hours exploring the castle’s four levels and skillfully
(we are now quite practised at this) dodging the Japanese tour groups as well
as the school excursions.
After that we paused for lunch, people watching and a browse through
the ubiquitous souvenir shops that always seem to line the entrances to these
big tourist draw cards. In my quest to
try something different I had a beer with lunch. It was called panaché and it
was sweet, not in the colloquial sense.
Different and unusual, but quite refreshing.
And so tomorrow is our last full day in the Loire – a trip is
planned to the slightly closer Chateau de Chenonceau with its beautiful gardens
and mazes as well as decors that mark the residence over the centuries of 5
different mistresses – hence its nickname – the chateau of the ladies. Friday also marks the conclusion of the
school year in this region so we expect a lot of holiday traffic to be on the
road on Saturday as we head back to Paris.
Random question: how far can you move from your bike before wearing
bike shorts is inappropriate? In Europe? Answer: bike shorts are daywear over
here. Not pretty.
Stupid comment of the day overheard purchasing tickets to the
castle: Do you want an audio guide? No
dear, I don’t need one. I have you.
G'Day Brad, Jayne and Cait,
ReplyDeleteI hope you are enjoying the trip (again). The steps to Cait's room look daunting, (no Aust Std's in France.)
I've been watching the Tour when I'm not too tired, but I often wake up after the finish, oh weel I'm there in spirit.
The run into St Malo, Stage 10, runs along the road where we hailed you a taxi and runs by our hotel accom. Memories of our trip via TDF.
Jealous of your trip.
Meilleurs voeux, voyage bon
Paul (on Kristy's Google account).