I had visited this opulent chateau about eight years ago (!!) during my first trip to Paris, and still, to this day, I can vividly remember my jaw dropping as I approached the golden gates of this estate. I was in complete shock. To think people used to live here just blew my mind.
To describe this palace as extravagant would be an understatement. Enormous doesn’t even cut it. I don’t think anything really compares to Versailles, really. I mean, you can’t even fit the entire chateau in the frame of a photograph for goodness sake.
But, ask anyone and they’d tell you it would be a crime not to visit this place while in Paris. So since Derek had never experienced the oh-my-goodness-this-was-someone’s-house jaw-dropping reaction that Versailles automatically bestows upon your mind, we knew it was a must-go our list.
In our true fashion, we woke up extra, extra early to make sure we arrived right when the gates opened. Since this is a MAJOR tourist destination, we wanted to avoid the cluster of crowds as best as we could.
A little secret we found out: the gardens open an hour earlier than the palace. So, we hopped in an Uber to take the 30-minute drive from Paris, and arrived at Versailles with a few minutes to spare.
While it took a few cups of coffee for our brains to officially enter a functioning mode, when we made our way back to the gardens and saw there wasn’t a single soul around, we knew our early wake-up-call was worth it.
It seriously was as if we had somehow won the lottery and rented out the entire palace for ourselves.
We roamed around and around, at our own leisurely pace, and were able to take in all the magnificence around us. It truly felt like a dream.
Somehow, our luck kept running with full force once we entered inside the palace. We meandered the halls, taking in every single twist and turn, and again, no one in sight.
Such a different experience than what I encountered eight years ago where I was practically bumping elbows with strangers in every room.
Just as with the outside, the inside was simply stunning. If only these walls could talk.
The best part of the entire visit: we had the Hall of Mirrors ALL TO OURSELVES.
I don’t even know how the stars aligned to make this miracle happen. Yet, somehow it did and I couldn’t be more thankful. No crowds. No selfie-sticks. Ah, so refreshing.
Yeah, we couldn’t help but have a little fun when we were strolling around the gardens by ourselves. So thankful we took advantage of this time though, because as soon as we walked out from touring the inside, there wasn’t an inch of the gardens that wasn’t being explored by someone else.
Versailles, you truly are a beauty. An extravagant, over-the-top, beauty.
If you want to read more about Versailes, check out this post I wrote on POPSUGAR listing out the exact tips for having the palace all to yourself. And if you’d like to read more on our time in Paris, click here.