Since you don’t see a picture of a bridge, you know I’m not talking about the iconic structure in San Francisco. Nope, I’m in the suburbs of France at an actual golden gate.

My wife and I took a regional train from Paris to get here for a full day of tourism. Can you guess where I am? I’m in the city of Versailles, known for its particular palace — a very large and ornate one.

I’m starting a series on this magnificent facility and the surrounding gardens. There was a lot to take in, but I’ll try to limit my coverage to the highlights.

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