At the bend of a palace, an unexpected rainforest. The heart of an orange absolute. A succession of azulejos, the spiral of a hidden staircase, petitgrain after petitgrain after petitgrain after petitgrain?Welcoming visions everywhere. The glow of a vanilla absolute. A fountain murmurs, a turret smiles, a garden greets you with its hand. A castle does a peacock wheel. A soft and colourful walk, a stop soon and the surprise of a sweet marshmallow confectionery. The present of childhood. Musks. Getting lost.