Day 36.625: Double Rainbow (except not really)

Listening to: "My Funny Valentine" from the musical Babes in Arms

My surrogate aunts and I scooted off to have a quick lunch in a little café sort-of the palace: Angelina. I had onion soup and mashed potatoes (deviation from my standard Friendly's order, as everyone in band and chorus knows at this point), and they both had croque-monsieurs, the upgraded French version of a grilled cheese sandwich. (However, the ham in them definitely means they are not Matt Approved.)

Even though it had been raining earlier, we still decided to see the gardens: why not? They're still big, and the fountain statues would be there. Luckily, when we stepped outside, it had stopped raining.

Now, those three great pictures were just as we were crossing the courtyard to the gardens. Here are the gardens:

Yes, we got a rainbow! Not a double rainbow, I know, but it was really cool. The colors were incredibly vivid. Even the purple (well, "violet") stood out.

The panorama makes Versailles look warped, but it's the only way to get the whole thing in.

Note to self: Sunglasses are still a good idea in the winter. Exhibit A as evidence is above.

We got to the beginning of the path and were like, "Okay, we've seen enough of the gardens." But, yes, there is a slow-moving train/bus that leads you around, and you can even rent golf carts! That sounds so awesome. Bikes are also for rent too. It actually is a good idea here.

 So incredibly stunning. You call it "obscene" because you think no one should be that wealthy, except your disgust is actually just jealousy. Because, let's face it, no one would complain about having this being your home and having 10,000--yes, I wrote 1x10^4--servants to maintain it for you.

VERSAILLES IS MINE. MUAHAHAHA. (I'm just kidding, in case anyone in the government is reading this. Though, honestly, you have better things to do if you really are a security person in the government.)

There's me and my "aunts" for the day. Pat is on the left, Susan on the right. I hope they don't find this picture and email me in a rage about posting them on the Internet.

Honestly, Pat reminded me of Allison Janney, and Susan reminded me of Lisa Ann Walter--but of course, before I just looked that up, I was thinking Chessie from the Lindsay Lohan Parent Trap. But, you know, that's not bad, given what I've compared other people to in the past.

And then we said goodbye to Versailles. But for me, it's less of an adieu and more of an au revoir--because I will see you again, Versailles. :)