jeudi 18 mars 2010
On yet another sunny Bretagne day, Alain and I went with his parents to visit the nearby Chateau de Kerjean.
We waited around, enjoying the sun, (it's a joke) then went on the tour. They had a temporary exhibition about festivals in the way-back-when, then we toured the rest of the castle.
All I can say is, seeing the temperature in August, I wouldn't want to live here in January 200 years ago.
The bed? Looks like it sleeps about two right? Wrong! Try cramming four people in there. The tour guide asked us where we thought the baby bassinet was placed. Hmm, on the floor? No. In the trunk? No, quand même. We gave up.
The baby bassinet was suspended by ropes in the lit-clos above everyone. Well, guess they were warm, but maybe a bit stunted in their growth.
We visited the subterranean kitchens, the guard house, the chapels, the dove cote, but decided against touring the grounds.
I don't have much more to say about it. Mainly because it was many moons ago, and also because my brain is too full of French Intellectual Property Law in preparation for my practice test tomorrow, that I can do little more than eat pretzels and wish I was getting a foot rub.
Here's a little bit more about the place (in French only, sorry)
http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ch%C3%A2teau_de_Kerjean
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4 commentaires:
Love the story and the pics. I guess keeping the baby tied up in the air would keep him from crawling out of bed in the middle of the night. Yikes.
I love castles. I just wish I still had the ability to enjoy wandering around them.
amazing bed. reminds me of stories my family tell about the little drop down alcove beds in scotland where granny would sleep
hope the practice test went well?
Sounds like hell to (try to) sleep in that bed.