On Friday (the first of December. Whaaaat? How in the world did that happen?!), we went to Versailles. It actually is closer to Paris than I remember, which was nice.
Versailles.
So much gold!
The Chapel.
This is in the entryway to the Statesmen department. I remember escaping under the barriers and taking a picture here last time ... oh, what good memories!
We had a personal guide for our tour, and it was really nice because it ended up only being about 10 of us in our group. The other one was much larger, for some reason. But, I'm not complaining.
A replica of all of Versailles. And our tour guide...wearing a beret. YES.
In case you don't know, Versailles was a palace where the kings could keep track of nobility. It's kind of described as being like a golden cage. When you lived there, you had to abide by many restrictions, one of which was the necessity to change into different clothes six times daily! The thing is, if you didn't live there, you were literally NOBODY, so that's how the kings kept all the nobility under their power.
This is the chapel; note the awesome organ which was actually being played while we were there.
The ceiling is a replica of one in Rome. Actually, a lot of Versailles was inspired by Italy because Louis XIV's godfather was Italian.
The hall of mirrors, where they signed the Versailles treaty for peace after World War I. So impressive!
Most everything in Versailles was sold during the Revolution and afterwards. In 1980, they found the original bedding of Marie Antoinette at a pawn shop in New York, and the owner graciously gave it back. This allowed them to replicate the decorations in the room. Pretty awesome!
Again, the door Marie Antoinette escaped with her children the night the revolutionaries came for them. It still amazes me just as much as last time !
Versailles is basically in a constant state of restoration. The white papers on these canvas paintings on the ceiling indicate problem areas that need to be fixed. WOW!
Parisian sunset on our way home. Probably one of my last : /
So Versailles was good. I was seriously considering not going, since I wasn't really feeling up to it on Friday morning. But, I'm so glad I did. It was different than I remember it. Just an evidence, I guess, of how time changes things.
On Saturday (yesterday), I went to what is probably the oldest Antique Market in the world. It's actually rumored that the name "Flea Market" originated with this one, when someone looked down from their apartment and noted how the market looked like "a bunch of fleas" from up there. It was so awesome!! Actually, the reason I knew about it was because of a book we read in French class, Dora Bruder. It's the true story of a girl (Dora Bruder) living in Paris at the time of the German Occupation. The author, Patrick Modiano, became interested in her case in 1988 after seeing an announcement of her disappearance from a 1941 newspaper. It's a really good book, and beautifully written, but it takes place in the 18th arrondisement of Paris, which is one of the oldest and poorest neighborhoods in Paris. A lot of the places he discussed in the book are still there, including this flea market.
I stopped by to see the hotel where Dora's family lived. It was so cool. I mean, easily I could have just walked by this place and never have known. But I feel like I know the people who lived here, and that really gives the place an energy. I never thought I was that interested in history like that, but Europe seems to really be changing my mind. 41 boulevard Ornano, Paris 75018.
The antique market was AWESSOOOOOOMMMMMMEEEE. There was so much old stuff there. I didn't go with the intention of buying anything, which is probably for the best because most everything was expensive. But it was so cool! The atmosphere of all these shops with such old stuff was amazing! It's fun to think about how people actually used everything here. If I ever grow up and am rich, I'm totally going to furnish my house with antiques. Totally.
Not nearly the coolest thing I saw, but probably the most disgusting. A taxiderm-ed PIRANHA!
And, the most beautiful grandfather clock I've ever seen.
It's a Christmas tree...with snow on it! Okay, fine, it was fake. But still. CHRISTMASSS!! :D
So now my last week in Paris is upon me. I think I'm becoming more sad by the day, so it's good I have so many good things waiting for me in Chicago. Here we go!