It was absolutely beautiful – the gardens were so pretty. I don’t think its how the gardens where when he lived there mind you but it was beautiful in its own right. We went to the famous spot in the gardens where he painted his “Water Lilies” and stood on the spot and looked at the bridge, then had a wander round the house which was full of Japanese pictures. We took loads of photos and bought some postcards.
|The Famous Bridge at Monet's Gardens|
|Chateau de Marcilly Campsite|
OMG! Although the campsite is in a lovely setting among the trees with cuckoos, an owl and a woodpecker, the showers are the worst yet! Paul came with me, and just as well as there were two bloody great stag beetles in the showers. The showers are unisex and there was water everywhere on the floor so it was impossible to dry yourself properly, and to cap it all, the bloody lights went out after five minutes. I wrapped myself in my towel and went back to the van. French campsite showers are appalling quality, nowhere near as good as the UK.