Say it in Sete

By most sauve and fortuitous recommendation, we ended up staying at Le Grand Hotel du Paris, a former "men's convent" (monastery) that was changed to a hotel at the turn of the century, updated in the 40's and basically, left to fester. Run by the charming Lucy, who won't sell to the many who offer, as it was her grandfather's, we were living in a sequel to The Shining at every turn. Peeling wallpaper, dim hallways with plaid carpeting, dust laden unused restaurant and...well...ghosts. The first night I saw two coming home from eating a late dinner. Either that, or they laced our brochettes! A fitful night of sleep, as Jenny heard me talking to the "residents" there in my sleep! Worth it? Worth it.