
We decide not to go in, but to pretend that we did. So now we know the secret of Donjon de Vez, do you?
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Content with taking a picture outside of whatever the heck Donjon de Vez is, we head back down the hill.
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Apparently, there was a show of sculptures by american artists at Donjon de Vez. We could see a few by peering over the fence to the left.
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After the excitement of Donjon de Vez, where would we go? We headed to Chantilly. Why? Because it's there.
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Chantilly is a huge horse town. This is a horse racing track that was really pretty.
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We're now walking between the track on our left and a giant training facility, museum and restaurant on our right.
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Here we're resting by the entrance to the museum, which was closed.
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The building was quite old and massive.
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Now we're walking around the other side to our rental car.
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This is the entry to the horse track.
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Leaving the horse track we came to this beautiful chateau.
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Unfortunately, it was closed, but it would definitely be worth another visit to see.
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This is the same chateau from a different road.
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It was quite well protected. If you hopped this fence, you'd be in thorn covered bushes and would fall into a gap about 20 feet deep.
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Amy quite pleased with our unusual discovery of the chateau. She'll have to make another trip to France to see it.
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Kelsey thought it was pretty cool too.
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Our last car stop back in Paris was at the home of the 1998 World Cup stadium (le Stade de France)
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Kelsey even had her soccer shirt on for the occasion.
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Cool to see the stadium, even though we couldn't get in.
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Checking out the seating, in the event we ever get to a match here
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Kelsey on the fence to see the small part of the pitch that could be seen from the street.
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Amy not as impressed with the stadium as we were
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Julie made it known that she was at the stadium as well.
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Packing up to leave John's spacious apartment. The blue mattress on the floor is where Julie slept, while Amy and Kelsey shared the fold out couch.
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Our last, best meal in Paris, where Kelsey and Julie sat in what were essentially church pews.
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And now we pray...
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