Apparently, there was an "technical incident" at the Eiffel Tower leaving only one elevator in use so there is a two hour wait to get up. I think it will be that way all summer so bit of a bummer. But we stuck it out and even walked down.
Or something quite similar. We're hitting a wall on the art tour. Elle even became quite sad about a statue of a woman holding her lover's severed head. Can't blame her. Nudes schmudes though. The kid is fine with all that--even had a good laugh over fig leaves and learned about circumcision. She does not even question (aloud anyway) why the woman is naked at the picnic on the grass. The only time she was shocked was at the postcard rack when right at her eye level was Ruskin's worst nightmare. Just took her by surprise after all the smiling Renoirs, I suppose.
Elle circles a statue at Versailles and finds "thar be dragons."
I don't mean to disparage the French and their incomparable history however Versailles is a MAJOR disaster in regards to heritage management both in the protection of a historical structure and in the control and flow of visitors. I worked in Heritage Management for a number of years at one of English Heritage's premiere London sites so I am familiar with the effort necessary to balance both the building's integrity and the visitors' experience. It is not easy and when the building was in peril we would take measures. At Versailles today, I could only say that it felt like we paid our fee to push through sweaty bottle necks at every doorway, constantly dodging other people's photographs, learning nothing and feeling like rats in a maze. There was no easy exit and no attendant in any room.
Displays were paltry and uninformative. In fact, there was almost no interpretation. You could get a free audio guide but what was the point? You couldn't see much. In more than one room there was simply a load of cushioned stools pushed back in rows behind the rope suggesting courtly ghosts might be sitting on them and looking back at us. Well that's a thought I would have had if I wasn't tearing through the masses to get to some air. It was really ghastly and the decay of the palace was really depressing. I realize the age but nothing was sacrosanct, nothing appeared important enough to protect. Hell, I used to keep people from stepping on a replica carpet we prized it so much.
We used to joke about the visitors who rarely had questions about the palace we worked in but always wanted to know where the toilets and tea rooms were. However, those two locations are crucial knowledge in a heritage site. And the toilets at Versailles were quite appalling. The toilets always had long queues and
there was no real distinction between the men's side and the women's.
All the women queuing for the loo in the garden could watch the men at
the urinals should we accidentally look left. In fact the last
loo of the day was unisex and two men were using the urinal beside my
daughter and me as we were drying our hands. Fantastic. Not Continental Chic, just
Versailles is quite literally not what it used to be. Save your money and your time and read about it instead. Buy a guidebook because that is the best way to actually see a room.