With only a week to go we are heading towards Paris to spend a few days before catching the Eurostar to London and the plane home.
First port of call was to go to somewhere closer to Charles De Gaulle Airport so we could farewell the car at the lease place there, rather than attempt to drive through the convoluted streets of Paris.
But before we hit CDG we farewelled Julie after a sumptuous breakfast and packed up all of our (slightly damp) clothes and headed for a hotel in Chartres for a night.
As we drove along the back roads the landscape changed back to the endless fields of wheat and rapeseed with no fences, and large farmhouses that characterises northern France. The occasional chateau perched on a hill was gone.And only a few cows to be seen. there was still another village wiht a church spire, a cluster of houses and some large trees to be seen every few kilometres, and we practiced our French trying to work out how to say their names.
As we wandered around we came across an avenue of trees planted to commemorate the Resistance and a very moving statue under which the body of Henri Moulin, one of the leaders of the Resistance movement is buried,
Suddenly we heard lots of patriotic singing in loud voices and hundreds of boy scouts, each dressed in the uniform of their brigade, came striding by. I was particularly taken with their berets! Very French!
| Remarkable wall carvings that were more like statues rather than a carved panel |
| Unlike most Cathedrals we have seen, almost all of the stained glass was original from the 16th century |
| The unrestored stained glass windows |
| A close up view of the flying buttresses |
It was disappointing that there were no English tours.They did provide us with a brochure in English but it is pretty difficult to listen to over an hour of fluent French. However the tour was an amazing experience . We weren't sure where it would take us but knew it would be over 200 steps. I must say I am much more adept at climbing small stone spiral staircases with ropes for handrails than I was when we first arrived. Especially as the steps are often worn and uneven which adds to the challenge.
First we climbed more than 150 enclosed stone spiral steps straight up and came out on the outside of two unrestored 15th century stained glass windows.
| You can see some of the group walking along the ledge: it was wise not to look down |
| The spectacular inside of the roof |
A few of the stairs were the start of the spiral stairs that go up to the top of the spire, although the guide assured us that no one ever did.
You can see all of the staircase in this photo but we didn't go too high fortunately!
As this was probably the last cathedral of the trip....and we had seen very many of them in all shapes and sizes....it was appropriate that this impressive one was it.
| Check out the detail: even the stockings! |
| You often don't get close enough to appreciate the detail in the stained glass in the cathedrals and churches we have visited |
After we came back down to earth we thought we would do something entirely different and visit a Museum of Stained Glass called Musee de Vitrail. One floor was old stained glass and lots of detailed explanations about it, how to make it, the significance of the stories, how to detect when restoration or 'stop gaps' had been inserted. The lower floor was all modern glass and very beautiful.
| There were a series of panels with the same rose on them, using every technique possible to use on glass: fascinating as they were all different. |
| More subtle technique |
| A dazzling set of panels |
Grill which was actually lovely Turkish food and the guys who made it were very entertaining.
Back to the hotel to pack the bags properly as we were headed for Paris and the last trip in the car so we needed to pack everything into fewer bags, so we could negotiate the Metro. We seemed to have collected a lot of 'stuff' some of which we had to leave behind!
your well-packed and overloaded correspondent
Dianne
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