An automobile museum located in Mulhouse, France. It contains the largest and most comprehensive collection of Bugatti motor vehicles in the world. I enjoyed looking around, a lot to see.
Musee Parc Des Dinosaures
A great place!
The house was created in the 16th century. The smallest house in Great Britain measures 72 inches across, 122 inches high and 120 inches deep. The house has a living area and bedroom. It was last occupied in 1900 by a fisherman called Robert Jones. Robert was 6ft 3″. The rooms were too small for him to stand up in fully. He had to leave as the house was declared unfit for human habitation.
The Guardroom or Games Room The panelling dates back to the 17th century. You can play any games or the piano. The Lowendral Bedroom This is a magnificent 18th century ceremonial room. The chimney goes back to Louis XV, as well as the inlaid writing desk on its left and there is an early 18th century portrait of Princess Palatine above. In the centre of the room stands an exceptional gaming table surrounded by four armchairs, facing the bed, all of them from the times of Louis XVI.
The one who masters the grey everyday is a hero
Fyodor Dostoyevsky (1821 - 1881)
My favourite castle of all time. A magical place, a place of remembrance and a lively place! A truly pleasurable moment. Numerous different families lived here until the late 16th century, when the castle and surrounding gardens were inherited by the Saint Nectaires, who later changed their name to La Ferte Senectere. Henri II de la Ferte Senectere was marshal of France. Though he didn't finish building the castle, he had the two magnificent stables built in 1681. In 1746, the castle was sold to Woldemar, Count of Lowendal. The castle was owned by many different people, until the O'Gorman family brought it in 1911. The castle was passed on and inherited until 1987, when it came to its present owner, Mr Jacques Guyot, who opened it to the public.
What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the winter time. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset
Crowfoot (Blackfoot)
There is, perhaps, no solitary sensation so exquisite as that of slumbering on the grss or hay, shaded from the hot sun by a tree, with the consciousness of a fresh light air running through the wide atmosphere and the sky stretching far overhead upon all sides
Leigh Hunt (1784-1859)
Breathe, drink, taste... Live in each season as it passes: Breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each.
Henry David Thoreau (1817 - 1862)