Staying In a Castle

It was Gérard Fromanger who was so typically French he could have been in a movie.

He was amazingly charming and spoke not one word of English. But he had a photo album that he showed us where he had exhibited his work in the 60’s in Chicago. His art style was modern and abstract and the most incredible mixture of colors and patterns.

He made the suggestion that we should stay in d’Igé at Château d’Igéc a castle that had just reopened after two years of remodeling. When we walked into the reservation area, we were in our after ski boots, ski jackets and jeans. Our hair was damp from the snow. We were escorted to the turret at the very top of the castle.

Waiting on a table between two claw foot bathtubs was a bottle of champagne. There was a large bottle of champagne bubble bath too! Talk about being spoiled. About an hour later we took the elevator to the landing and walked down the spiral staircase into the dining room dressed in our Sunday finest.

Everyone in the dining room stopped to look up and watch us enter. We were seated on the perimeter near the center of the room where we felt as though we on display.