I’m a huge fan of historical fiction and well, books in general. What does this have to do with travelling you ask?
Because when I walk into a castle that was built in the early 13th century my imagination runs a little wild trying to envision all of the kings and queens of old hosting their fancy shindigs and their world of political intrigue of poisoning and murders.

Saturday, we visited 2 more châteaux including the Château de Blois, which is probably my favorite château so far because it was continuously added onto, resulting in an extraordinary view:

And plenty of ample material for anyone’s imagination to run wild!




In the afternoon we visited the Château de Cheverny:

It also contains one of the creepiest bedrooms I’ve ever seen:

Unless you look closely, it’s just a normal (really, really ancient looking) bedroom… until you notice the Medusa heads everywhere…

Literally everywhere. They were even on the ceiling!
I wouldn’t be able to sleep there.
In other news, I’ve been sick! I think I’ve had a fever for the last 24 hours and have been just overall super tired and achy. Last night at dinner my poor host family had to listen to my mangled, feverish French that lacked all grammar. Then class today wasn’t much better, since we were talking about things that bothered us! I was so worked up about refugees and the deportation of the unaccompanied minors from Central America that I left class dizzy and shaky.
But then I found some ramen at the grocery store and my day got a little bit better. 🙂
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