I'm not a big fan of treks round stately homes, but it has to be done - and shouldn't be missed.
the golden gates stay shut
we are shunted in round the sides
our queuing lines can breathe again
we expand to a loose rabble
cross the courtyard
funneled
past the audio guide counter
“Follow the arrows,
this way please,
no straying,
this is the direction of the visit"
We drift through endless glorious rooms
of paintings, carpets, luscious chairs and
beds
sublime ceilings
splendid, awe-inspiring, powerful,
dazzling with wealth and colours,
light and comfort
beyond the merely human
I have no audio
to halt me and point out what I should see
then the highpoint
Galerie des Glaces, Hall of Mirrors
reflecting daylight, or the glow of
chandeliers
back and forth the silver softened light
grey skies outside and lights within
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