My flight arrived yesterday into Charles de Gaulle at 7am, and I was fresh-faced and bushy-tailed. I took the RER B to the RER C (changed at notre-dame) and then arrived into Versailles around 10. My air b n b was ready for check-in, so I walked the three quarters of a mile to my place at 17 Rue des Réservoirs. This rental is on the tippy top floor (“it’s the best!” -Edward Lewis). I climbed up with my roller bag, duffel, and knapsack, all the way to a cute studio with original wooden beams lined up on the ceiling. Heaven.
I took a long walk after a long nap, and ended up grabbing some chirashi from the Japanese place near my flat. The salmon, tuna, and vinegared rice really was what I wanted in that moment, and I went to sleep around 10 with a full belly and a happy heart.
Today, I awoke to rain, and the cold temperatures found me lingering in bed, watching tv and reading. The sun peeked out in the afternoon and I immediately ran outside, fast-walking my way to the main gates of the château (the other one near my house was closed).
I meandered around the gardens in my white chuck Taylors, listening to the Marie Antoinette soundtrack. The sun waned after only a few minutes, replaced by grey skies, then rain. It was too windy for my umbrella, so I pulled my black scarf closer to my neck and donned my yellow knit hat. Most of the people in the garden scattered when the rain started, so it was just me and the gravel crunching underfoot.
The rain turned to sleet, on the verge of snow. All I could do was smile, thinking how it was spring and this was ludicrous. I always wanted to see snow in Paris, but having it in Versailles is even better. Tomorrow it will snow more, so you will find me walking in the gardens again. I can’t wait.
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