After our 3-day excursion to Belgium, it was back to France for one last adventure outside the Parisian city limits. Whereas you can't go wrong with a palatial crib like Versailles, we were looking for something slightly less endorsed by every travel guide, website and blog about France.
A 30-minute RER train ride later, we found ourselves walking toward our answer: The Domaine de Chantilly, home to many an illustrious French Duke and Prince in its heyday; soon to be our 240-hectare playground for the afternoon.
Our stroll through the Château's painting gallery, chapel and library was nothing short of delightful—but it was our walk through the romantic curves of the English Gardens that unveiled unlikely surprises: an unsolicited wildlife tour guide in an old blue truck and a bevy of kangaroos.
Our stroll through the Château's painting gallery, chapel and library was nothing short of delightful—but it was our walk through the romantic curves of the English Gardens that unveiled unlikely surprises: an unsolicited wildlife tour guide in an old blue truck and a bevy of kangaroos.
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