After arriving in Paris at 7:30 in the morning, I rented a car and headed out onto the roads of France. The fog was a Stephen King kind of thick and the roads were eerily empty.
Around four hours into the ride, after squeezing my car through the narrow streets of several small villages, the fog cleared and the Chateau appeared on the top of the hill and my heart started to race.
I walked in and was greeted by a cat named Gollum,
who turned her back on me but only to get a good head scratch :)