It was so quiet when we first got there. It felt like the place had been deserted. As soon as I said this to Tiffany, I realised how silly that was; it's Paris that is the exception for constantly buzzing with a million people for about 22 hours per day. Chartres was just a small town on a Friday morning.
We went to see the cathedral, which is famous (at least, I'd heard of it before I got there) for its stained glass windows, which I'm told are the best preserved medieval stained glass in the world. They certainly were beautiful, as was the cathedral itself. I felt I was in a tall cave with ornamental stalagmites, with beaten sheets of jewels for windows.
We saw pretty streets like this.
Dog out of a window.
This all happened weeks ago but I didn't want to waste the photos.