This place is, I think, best described as a hostel for older folk. It seems to seek to preserve the rigours of its previous lives as a nunnery and seminary. My husband and I, after a rigorous pilgrimage à pied from Maintenon, were greeted by a cool but not rude greeting by the receptionist. We next went to our room on the third floor (there IS an ascenseur that was working!) and crept our way along an unlit corridor - eventually our key-card worked at our assigned room, and later we discovered some light switches. This feature, along with the shampoo dispensary accords this place a high eco-score! The room itself offered the austerities of one pillow each, and a window without a curtain, which would have let in plenty of light to rouse a reluctant nun or seminarian craving a bit more sleep. The shower was easy to use and had good pressure, but was slippery and spilled out over the floor. Beware all ye oldsters with fragile limbs! The neighbourhood was mainly quiet, but I was awoken by the “cloches” of the present age - ambulance sirens echoing over the valley that spreads out widely below the hôtelerie. Allof these discomforts would have been supportable if it had not been for the absence of WIFI outside of the 8am to 8pm corridor when we rigorous pelerins were not in our room. This was a rigour we, as a couple travelling without a leader, were not prepared to endure, and whichwe regarded as an ungenerous economy on the part of whoever now runs this place.
