eau. It looks magnificent in this picture, but you should have stood in the courtyard, looking up at those front steps which led to an enclosed area richly decorated, and beyond which you could see through to the inside of the chateau. Surrounding us were the two wings of the chateau, and looking in, as best as I could see from where I was standing, it seemed that the bedrooms and general living areas for the families were in those. I felt instantly transported into another century...I could almost see carriages driving up to the entrance, the house glowing, servants here, there and everywhere, ladies in magnificent gowns, men in powdered wigs, much merrymaking and celebrating, in grand French style...
... And then the owner and his secretary came out from one of the house's many entrances and didn't seem too pleased to see us, so we left. The spell was broken, and I was once again in the twenty first century, heading back to Bordeaux in the Citroen, our modern day conveyance...
Before we left, Ashley snapped this picture which is the view from the chateau's grand entrance, which you see above. When we got home, I found this chateau in a guide book, and found out that it is actually quite famous, not just for the wine it produces, but for the chateau as well. That is Henrik in the corner, looking as if he could have walked on down and out that entrance, back to the little winding road that carried us on to Bordeaux.
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