And what did I do? I tripped and scraped off the toe of my new dream boots! You would think I had cut myself instead of the boots if you could feel the sudden sinking in my stomach that ocurred. Here it was the beginning of our trip! My new babies! I had like 2 more weeks to go with this flap of leather? Sigh. Oh, well. I had to regroup and decide that if I didn't want to take the time out of our trip to find a cobbler to fix them, I would just grin and bear it until we got home. Eventually a little hunk of the leather that had been flapping in the breeze came off and it wasn't that noticeable to anyone but me.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Resting place of the hearts of the Princes de Conde
Across the road from the Chateau de Chantilly is the Musee Vivant du Cheval, the Living Museum of the Horse. It was once the horse stables built by the Monsieur le Duc, great-grandson of the Grande Conde. It was also used as army barracks during and after the French Revolution.