We arrived in Paris early Friday morning, and after making it through customs and finding our baggage, boarded the RER for Chatelet. From there we transferred to Rambateau and made our way over to the property manager’s office. Ruth was waiting for us and helped us move in to our apartment (meaning, she helped carry our luggage and made sure all our linens and whatnot were ready).
After Ruth left, I immediately took a nap knowing that I was about to spend nine hours at the Grand Ball at Versailles. Bug, meanwhile, ran to the grocery shop and did a few other house errands. When I woke, we decided to go for a walk and not shop…which means I came home with new shoes, a new dress/tunic, and new leggings. We stopped off at our favorite Middle Eastern restaurant and gorged on schwarma and falafal.
And then it was time for me to lug my dress to my friend Veronica’s house to get ready for the night. At 8:45, our car picked us up and whisked us back in time 250 years.
After the firework display, we made our way through the extensive gardens to the Orangerie.
There were so many people. I was actually surprised, and at times, a little claustrophobic.
Inside, a grand spectacular awaited. Tigers, mermaids reading dirty fairy tales, bed dancers, shower dancers, and my favorite: the bathtub dancers.
The inside was packed to the point that walking was near impossible, and if you did manage to go a foot or two, someone stepped on your dress. Dancing was tough, but we made the most of it.
Later, when it became too hot inside, many attendees made their way outside into the gardens where a giant fire pit awaited. The dark corners became favorites for those looking for some privacy…Or me just hiding.
The moment I sat down, I dozed off. But it was five in the morning!
Finally, the sun came up and we headed to the after-party in the amphitheater.
After the breakfast – which we skipped – it was time to head back to the 21st Century. Our taxi awaited.
*** thanks, Veronica, for playing photographer all night! (All photos property of Veronica Kugler, 2013).