The scale of these gardens was so sweeping that when I climbed the final step to the top of the belvedere, I drew a breath. The size, yes, but also the remarkable attention to detail. Hemmed in on all sides—by a storybook village, a 12th-century church, a forest, and its namesake château, the gardens at Villandry spread, lovely and ornate, reaching across 22 acres. Just below, gardens devoted to love, complete with broken hearts, mazes to signify the dance and whirlwind of passion, and even blades and swords to indicate its tragedy. Plus, labyrinths, ornamental gardens, kitchen gardens, and water gardens, built to reflect the heavens above.
After rambling around above, and then down on a network of paths that meandered among all the perfectly coiffed greenery, a church bell sounded out, reminding me it was almost time for lunch. Making my way back to the car park, I saw a man walking toward a work truck. I had read that maintaining the gardens at Villandry required the best efforts of 10 full-time gardeners, and as he was dressed casually, I assumed he was one of them. Pruning takes place all winter long—maybe he was just finishing up his morning and headed to his own hot lunch?
Turning, he introduced himself. “Hello, my name is Henri, and I’m the owner of this château,” he said, friendly and unassuming. “Welcome to my place.”
I was taking a little road trip through the Loire Valley, piloting my four-door Renault along winding roads, tracing this great river and hopping from château to château. Altogether, hundreds of castles dot this “garden of France,” at its closest point about an hour southwest of Paris. I saw just a small fraction, having picked up my rental car in Orleans and venturing through Tours and many surrounding towns.
For a North American accustomed to wide-open spaces, the logistics were a challenge. I drove my car the wrong way, down one-way streets. I squeezed it through tiny lanes in medieval villages. I followed my GPS onto what would, in a couple of cases, end up being not a lane but a footpath. But in every case, the destination was always worth the trip, and each château’s story, size, and beauty completely distinct from the last.
For example, set on a hill over a busy town, the grand Royal Château of Amboise was once home to a succession of nine French kings. During that period in the 15th and 16th centuries, kings would move from castle to castle, and an entourage of 10,000 would move with them.
“It was like an old circus,” said my guide, Catherine Reyes. “They would even bring the animals—everything was moving at the same time.” And while time, revolution, and abandonment destroyed much of this château, what’s been restored tells a compelling story.
On one floor, royal apartments date back to the 16th century.
“This staircase is a time machine,” said Reyes, as we climbed the winding stone stairs to an upper floor restored to celebrate Louise Philippe, the last king of France. His “July Monarchy” was initially popular, and he’s been described as a “citizen king.” His huge portrait hung in one room, showing a man with thick mutton chops. Reyes thought he looked a little like Elvis.
Leonardo da Vinci is buried at the chapel here. A short walk away, a pleasant stroll across town takes you to the much-smaller Château du Clos Lucé. Here, Da Vinci, invited by King Francis I, lived out his final years, from 1516 to 1519. Recreating his bedroom and workshop, the owners of the château have also turned the structures and grounds into a science museum, actually building a number of his ideas and inventions from his sketches and notes and bringing them to life, with a room full of video games demonstrating his flying machine.
Now much shallower, with unpredictable rises and falls in water levels, in its heyday the Loire, still France’s longest river, was once navigable, bringing trade from southern reaches of the country, unloaded here and transported to Paris. The wealth of that period during the French Renaissance is still evident everywhere, from handsome towns to excellent wineries.
At Chenonceau, a remarkable château that actually forms a bridge over the River Cher, I saw the domain of powerful women like Catherine de Medici and Diane de Poitiers. My tour winded through extensive kitchens down at water level, with galleries stretching right across the river. At Chambord, perhaps the region’s most photographed castle, I took in the forest of towers atop a rambling structure initially designed (perhaps with some influence by Da Vinci) to be a royal hunting lodge.
And of course, Villandry. Owner Henri Carvallo took me for a tour, showing me the inside of the château, cozy and comfortable, fires crackling in the fireplaces.
“We’ve tried to preserve the feeling of a family home,” he said, showing me family photos, and noting that he still lives just next door.
In one room, he pointed at a portrait. “Those are my great-grandparents,” he said, noting that the Spanish American couple bought the château in 1906.
The two poured hearts, souls, and treasure into transforming the tumbledown palace back to its Renaissance glory. He showed me their 17th-century collection of art, a 15th-century Moorish ceiling with 3,500 individual pieces, as well as the greenery all around, including within the rooms and halls. Carvallo says it’s all about bringing together both a natural and cultural heritage.
“My goal in life is simply to give some beauty,” he said, a mission, it seems, abundantly accomplished at Villandry and all across the Loire.
Visit for Christmas
An annual highlight for both visitors and locals, many of the châteaux across the Loire dress themselves up in sparkling lights and greenery and so much seasonal finery. Each one has a theme.
For example, at Château d’Azay-le-Rideau, chef and artist Veronique Chauvet has filled the tables and ovens with delicious-looking papier mâché culinary creations (the wild boar roasting over a fire looks particularly tasty). At the former bishop’s palace in Meung-sur-Loire, a place once captured by Joan of Arc, playful displays reveal Santa’s secrets.
At Chenonceau, some of France’s top florists spend weeks planning and arranging the castle’s arrangements, this year bringing to life the theme, “a royal paradise.”
And at the royal castle in Blois, Christmas dreams are the focus, with more than 100 fir trees, decorated for the season, all through its grand chambers.
If You Go
Getting There: Most visitors to the Loire Valley will arrive at one of Paris’s two international airports, Charles de Gaulle and Orly. From there, it’s about an hour by train to Orleans, and just a few minutes more to Tours.
Getting Around: While each city in the region has a serviceable public transit system, you’re best off renting a car—many of the châteaus are located in small villages or relatively remote locations. Behind the wheel, you can enjoy both the drive and the destination.
Stay: While both Orleans and Tours have larger, business-style hotels, you can opt to sleep in unique accommodations—for example, Hotel Trogolododo, where rooms are dug into the porous soil of the hillside, or Le Moulin du Port, once an important flour mill, and now a warm guesthouse where the owners will serve local wine and cook delicious meals with ingredients drawn from their neighbors—a recent dinner featured a hearty, steaming parmentier (casserole) with duck and sweet potatoes.