Lundi in Chivenghy

Blois to Chivenghy leg of our road trip. You wind your way up and down, through rural vistas to discover Chivenghy. The serenity of the whole area was noted as soon as we stopped at the park by the river. Chivenghy was mostly breaking for lunch when we arrived so many commercial enterprises were closed. However, we felt the village to be so charming we sought accommodation but much to our disappointment vacancies in the town's centre were not to be found. What was pleasing was the fact that despite the hour, tourists could freely access most of the historic sites surrounding the old chateau. Statues in the old square almost invite you to sit and share a cobblestone. The ancient ruins present more than a notion of past splendour, so stoic against the elements. How did the builders achieve such grand designs at such perilous heights? Today birds maintain vigil over the loftiest of spaces that appear, in places, to be at risk of collapse. If you have an eye for the unusual seek out the large lizard that suns itself on the window ledge of a residence in the medieval township. I thought it to be a ceramic adornment at first glance but upon closer scrutiny it did move. Dilemma-Where to sleep? The hour grew later as we had afforded ourselves the luxury of time in examining this quite location. The absence of flocks of tourists allowed close encounters with the various points of interest. No noisy banter within churches or cathedrals here. Sensitive and restful reflections on what life may have been like so long ago. So hard to imagine the daily life and its challenges back when this part of the world was new.