We are here at the Chateau du Breuil. There’s been a building here since the 15th century, the current Chateau was built in the 18th century. It got turned into a hotel in 1989. Interestingly enough, there’s a 20 year gap in the history of the building so I’m guessing it was abandoned or tied up in a messy divorce/will settlement.
The windows of the room we’re staying in.
Resident puppy, Djoser, looking very attentive because we had food (it was fruit, we didn’t give him any).
One of the outer buildings.
We haven’t done very much since we got here on Sunday. I was once again unwell (too much rich food and wine the night before I think but I regret nothing!) so I ended up sleeping most of Sunday afternoon away. Yesterday was very overcast and ended up raining in the afternoon so my insistence that we have one day where we didn’t do anything was aptly timed.
The staircase shot from the top.
And what do you do with stairs that go nowhere? Pile books there!
Some photos just say “make me black and white!”
However, today we borrowed bikes from the Chateau and went for a tootle around the countryside. We had plans for doing a decent length ride but when we got on the bikes that all changed. This was the bike I was given:
I now have a new and profound respect for my beautiful BMC (and even heavy, sometimes hard-to-handle Jayne). The balance was crazy and I wobbled around like mad. I must say that Richard’s bike wasn’t much better except his wasn’t a step-through. Pretty awful geometry which made very hard to handle. I really don’t know how people do the whole upright riding style.
Undaunted, we made our way to Chateau de Cheverny. Which really wasn’t that far away but it felt like it on that stupid bike! Tintin readers might recognise it because it’s basis for Marlinspike Hall.
Château de Cheverny
Tintin! And Captain Haddock.
Richard doing the touristy thing.
So let the pic spam on the Chateau’s interior commence!
Roses in a vase. They just looked pretty.
Chandelier in the formal dining room.
One of 36 wood panels in the formal dining room.
Elaborately painted doors.
The ceiling was amazing. Such detail!
Birthing suite. Yes, really!
Child’s room, including creepy toys.
An original rocking horse. Little different from what we think of rocking horses.
Teddy is the same though!
Brass (or copper) bath.
Kitchen attached to the private dining room.
Fully set dining table in the private dining room.
Anyone for a spot of afternoon tea?
And now we get to the weapons…
Sedan chair. People were short in the 18th century!
Chair – cos I thought it looked nice.
There was an expectation that all of the nobility would keep a bedroom for the King. This is the one in Chateau de Cheverny.
Pretty wooden cabinet in the King’s bedroom.
Yup, more photos of the ceiling.
A harp. The brochure we were given said it still worked even though it’s about 300 years old.
Piano (or perhaps the precursor to the modern piano).
Family crest I think.
Wow… I took a lot of photos inside!
Swans are white here.
Lunch! Baguettes with ham and cheese, cherry tomatoes and cans of orangina.
The “impress the visitors” view of the house from the end of the driveway.
Really, don’t tease the hounds!
The hounds in question were all off in slumberland.
Doggy love. D’aaaw!!
And finally there’s this…
Crème brûlée nougat. I didn’t think we’d eat it all in one go but we did.
Tomorrow we’re off to Nantes. We’ll be there for one night before we continue onto Saintes for a few days. Then it’s back to Paris for five nights. And finally we’ll be heading home.