Erica, Laurie and I all agreed that visiting the Chateau at Versailles was a must and today we got up early and took the train out there. The train only takes about 35 minutes, I never realized that the palace was so close to the city. Although I guess that makes sense and all. There were tons of tourists, when we walked from the train station to the front gates, we were part of a huge sea of people all streaming toward the ticket office.
Anyway, here is the palace from the front entrance:

So, you weren't allowed to take pictures inside the building, but for some reason everyone was and none of the guards were doing anything about it. I contented myself with taking pictures out of the windows. Here are bits of the garden from inside:
Here is the famous marble courtyard. We only saw it from inside the building because there was a lot of construction going on out front:



After the tour of the building (which was fantastic), we went out to investigate the gardens on foot. The gardens are beautiful and expansive, but it was freezing cold again today. Some of the fountains and streams had ice on them. So, that kind of hampered my enjoyment of the whole thing. When I go back (because I definitely want to go back) it's going to be in May.Here is a sculpture at the edge of the pool just outside the building.
This is the building from the back
Everything in this photo is part of the Versailles gardens:

Here is the Latona fountain, from the back:
Close up:
From the front:
And here is the Apollo fountain, a little bit down the road:
Looking across the canal-y thing to the other side of the park:
We walked down this road to get to the Trianons. The Grand Trianon was the vacation house for the king, while Petit Trianon was Marie-Antoinette's fantasy house. Imagine having an estate so large that you have a vacation home on the same property and you can't even see your huge palace from it. Now that is wealth.
Grand Trianon:
Petit Trianon and its gardens:
Petit Trianon, and Laurie trying to dodge a picture:
A crazy tree that was in the Petit Trianon's garden
Marie-Antoinette's Grecian Temple of Love from far away:
A crazy sign whose meaning is indecipherable to me. Why a PDA and an iPod??
Temple of Love close up:
The statue of Eros inside

We had lunch at the restaurant in the gardens. I don't know if I've mentioned this already, but I LOVE CREPES. I had one of the best ham and cheese crepes ever at that restaurant. I'm tempted to fly back just so I can have another. Yum!
This is the building from the back
Everything in this photo is part of the Versailles gardens:
Here is the Latona fountain, from the back:
Close up:
From the front:
And here is the Apollo fountain, a little bit down the road:
Looking across the canal-y thing to the other side of the park:
We walked down this road to get to the Trianons. The Grand Trianon was the vacation house for the king, while Petit Trianon was Marie-Antoinette's fantasy house. Imagine having an estate so large that you have a vacation home on the same property and you can't even see your huge palace from it. Now that is wealth.
Grand Trianon:
Petit Trianon and its gardens:
Petit Trianon, and Laurie trying to dodge a picture:
A crazy tree that was in the Petit Trianon's garden
Marie-Antoinette's Grecian Temple of Love from far away:
A crazy sign whose meaning is indecipherable to me. Why a PDA and an iPod??
Temple of Love close up:
The statue of Eros inside
We had lunch at the restaurant in the gardens. I don't know if I've mentioned this already, but I LOVE CREPES. I had one of the best ham and cheese crepes ever at that restaurant. I'm tempted to fly back just so I can have another. Yum!The palace again as we were leaving. We tried to get back into the building to use the restroom, but someone had called in a bomb threat on the building. Who would do that?? Why?? Crazy people.
Then we took the train back to Paris, completely exhausted. We had a sweet crepe as a snack, near the Jardin du Luxembourg and then had dinner at the Embassy (aka McDonald's) before heading back to our respective hostels for sleep.
Then we took the train back to Paris, completely exhausted. We had a sweet crepe as a snack, near the Jardin du Luxembourg and then had dinner at the Embassy (aka McDonald's) before heading back to our respective hostels for sleep.































































After that, I went to the Picasso Museum. The Picasso Musee was a definite let down. Oddly, it was not in chronological order, though it attempted to be. It was very small and had none of his most famous paintings. Honestly, what was the point? I had read in the guidebook that it exhibited art works that he owned as well as those he created, which was part of the reason I went, but I didn't find any such exhibit.




