Castles part II: Chambord and Cheverny

Once upon a time lived Francis I, a very determined young man. At age 25 he knew that he wanted Milan and that he wanted also a huge and beautiful castle with an extended forest around so that he could go hunting. There was a perfect spot in Chambord.

The guy got what he wanted, the castle is magnificent. But Francis I loved travelling (and wars) more than he loved staying in the beautiful castle. Therefore he got himself a few thousands servants and a few sets of dismountable furniture (Ikea bed, chests and wardrobes of the time). And so, he could keep going around carrying everything along and randomly stopping at the immense castle when he felt like it. 

In fact he moved also within he castle. Today did he not feel comfortable in one wing? Just dismount the bed and move everything to the other side. 

I would not find it unlikely that he finally quit the place because of getting tired of looking for the bathroom among more than 400 rooms.

Several centuries later, Hergé and Tintin would find it much easier getting around in neighbouring Cheverny, masterpiece of classical symmetry and harmonic beauty.