My grand parents had a castle in the North of France which now belongs to one of my uncles. We did a road trip over the week-end and stopped there to celebrate my twin cousins' birthday. Everything is old and crackled, and I love this place.
Tuesday, 12 April 2011
the castle (1)
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What a dream-worthy delight of a place. Old and cracked and faded and beautiful. Yes, that sounds very good to me.
ReplyDeleteOh punaise, quelle chance d'avoir un endroit comme ça dans la famille!
ReplyDeletehow unbelievably cool!!! what a great story.
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