Some time ago we took the train, a grey train with an orange Z, a Z for Zorro. Even if it wasn’t lightning fast, it took us to our destination, if I may say so, since we were going to Blois and Blois isn’t by the sea but by the Loire. And the Loire doesn’t match up with the sea, it goes without saying (Between Orleans and Blois the flow is much is lower and there are many sandbanks). Blois station has been renamed to appeal to tourists, and is now called Blois-Chambord, for those Chinese in a hurry who wouldn’t take the time to stop in Blois to admire the castle and would rather travel 30 km by bus to Chambord. Except there a no tourists at the moment. So it looks a little bit like a sad derelict tourist attraction from the past Century.
Blois Chambord: with a Z for Zorro
It is funny how tourists establish a hierarchy between the monuments they visit. I knew some who downplayed all their trips after discovering the pyramids of Giza. “After that, everything is lousy” they said. Thus, for tourists, there is a sheer difference between castles. Chambord is arguably the epitome of renaissance castles, perhaps next would come Amboise, the château de Chenonceau and Azay le rideau (the latter being very photogenic, hence ‘instagrammable’ according to a flavour-of-the-month expression), with Blois being certainly considered a trifle too eclectic. And what about the Duke of Guise? Why on earth would you want to die in Blois when you are originating from the Ardennes. Anyway, who cares about History when you can have Instagram?!
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Je suis photographe et aquarelliste. Je pratique la photographie depuis l'enfance et la photographie numérique depuis 1995. J'en ai fait mon activité principale en 2021. Je possède un studio photo dans le 15e arrondissement de Paris
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