Okay, so to get my feet wet (so to say) I took a day trip with my rail pass to a close-by village called, Langeais, home of Langeais Chateau built in the Middle Ages. I have truly learned how dead everything becomes in French culture on Sundays. I was lucky in that when I arrived to the town it was market day so I can present to you some photos of what French markets look like!
In the meantime I, of course, visited the chateau. I did this, well, mainly because it was open and I had to do something outside of Angers today. I'm glad I went. It is a self-guided kind of visit or visite-libre here and I highly recommend it for any traveler for numerous reasons.
First, for those who don't really know French, all the information there is multi-lingual with French, English, German, Italian, and other languages posted to guide you through the rooms. Second, for those (like me) who know a decent amount of French but retain the language skills of a little kid, this place is perfect because it is so geared towards educating children. Oh, on that note, it is the only chateau that I yet know of that has a playground on its grounds and one with a super cool treehouse to boot!
Third, it is highly overlooked as a chateau and so the crowds are not really ever an issue to deal with. Fourth, the place is only a five minute walk from the train station which makes seeing it incredibly convient. Actually, everything here was a five minute walk now that I think about it. This includes the cute village hotel with its own restaurant with a great looking prix fixe menu.
Finally, there is a tea salon across the street from the chateau that is also a chocolate shop that makes their own sweets. The tea selection is very diverse and I think the best buy on the menu as far as drinks go.
I finished lunch today with an absoulutely fabulous "petit gateau" called gargantuan. It was like eating a chocolate cloud covered with chocolate shavings and served on a fluffy, equally cloud-like sweet biscuit. Ah! Heaven. For those interested, it is called Le Cafe Rabelais.
I end with another cute French dog picture from the market today. I see perhaps a theme developing here.
I finally figured out how to "post a comment." Your mother told me I could/should leave a comment "at the very end of 'her'(your)blog." To find the end of your blog, I have to scroll down through your final dated entry until I see "Post a Comment." Yes, that IS the END of your blog, but it doesn't seem like the end of your blog. It is what my old boss called a case of COIK (Clear Only If Known). Now I know! DUH! Carole
ReplyDeleteLiz, the dog at the end looks like my old one (Bunny) that I had for 15 or 16 years
ReplyDeleteLiz: The photos are making me very hungry! It is difficult to decide which looks best: the cheese, the chocolate, or the olives! Ryan is correct: the little dog does look like Bunny...you could never see her eyes either!
ReplyDeletePerhaps the market dog is a long lost European cousin of Bunny? :) Just a guess
ReplyDeleteI appreciate all of the photos, especially of the intricate tapestries. I love to imagine what it must have been like to live and function within the chateau. What a dining room!! What gatherings!!! The food looks wonderful. I'm jealous of all the olives...a major weakness of mine!
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