We weren’t even in the main part of the King’s wing, and I was already starting to feel the scope of the imposing size. (But then felt very disappointed by the smallness of the rooms in the King’s wing.)
I could almost imagine myself being a visiting royalty as we pulled up to Versailles.
Yet again, we arranged a private tour of Versailles. The company that we went with, Artventures, was worth every penny (every Euro?) and I highly recommend them. The guide picked us up from our hotel and drove us out to Versailles, took us to a side entrance for tours, found a way for me to get inside to sit down so I could nurse Keladry, gave us a wonderful tour full of incredible anecdotes for every room we were in, and was super patient while I took many many pictures with the TARDIS.
The only thing I did not like was the massive amount of people and the lack of places to sit. I was in so much pain that by the end I couldn’t concentrate and was in tears. Literally the worst pain I’ve ever been in, and I include childbirth in that (I did have an epidural, but that’s besides the point). So if you get pain from standing for long periods of time, I recommend viewing the gardens rather than the interior of the palace of Versailles.