Imagine this. . after a long day of driving my husband informs me that for the next four nights we will be staying in a french chateau. I was pretty excited but at the same time wondered what it will be like? Would we be the only ones there? How big will it be?
After driving on winding roads out in the middle of nowhere we finally arrive. It was amazing and at the same time spooky. The chateau was huge and located on a property with several other large buildings (stables, maids houses, outdoor kitchens etc). The nearest town was at least 15 minutes away.
We entered the main hall and was greeted by the caretaker who was checking in 4 other guests. wheww! There are other people and I quickly concluded that if anything happened to us, andy and I could run faster than they could. Lets just say this; it was like walking on the set of a scary movie. Mannequins all over the house, cobwebs in the corners, the caretaker was an older balding man smoking a pipe, stray straggly cats EVERYWHERE and a room full of antique dolls that just stared at you! The caretaker i
nsisted that we pay him at check in and then showed us to our room where we found dozens of flies buzzing in the windows. He said that this is typical because the flies were attracted to the warm house. I kept looking for the dead body.
The next morning the chateau was much more charming. I woke up to a beautiful sunrise and the sound of the gardener working outside below our window. After a delicious breakfast of fresh croissants and hot chocolate Reid and I explored the grounds. (Andy went to pick up Blake from the airport). We found a few ponies, and a beautiful old building that could have been used as a ball room. It was surreal as each building contained hidden treasures. . silver candle sconces covered in cobwebs, and oversized stone fireplaces. I kept imagining what it would have been like to live in such a place. I asked the caretaker who used to live in the house and he gave me a book on the history of the manner. It turns out that it was owned by a french family and then during the war was taken over by the Germans and used as a Nazi boy's camp. They used to train children here to become nazi soldiers! I could hardly believe it!
The next night Blake and I decided to explore the chateau at night during a thunderstorm (i promise we are that stupid). Lets just say we got so freaked out by all the hidden halls
blocked off rooms and those darn mannequins that we quickly ran back to our wing of the house like scared school girls. After 2 nights in that beautiful yet terrifying house we decided to find a hotel closer to Paris. When we explained our situation to the caretaker he said that this often happens and that he would not refund our money. We thought for a moment about all the wasted money and then quickly decided that it was still time to leave.
That is truly a memory I will NEVER forget.
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