The traditional dancers used the Hall of Mirrors, which is about 200 feet long, with 60 chandeliers, and floor-to-ceiling mullioned windows looking out over the miles of manicured lawns, paths, sculptures and fountains we would walk through later that night.
A couple of shots of the dancers.
By the time we got outside, it was dusk.
There were statues everywhere.
After dark, we walked for miles on gravel paths from one fountain to the next. There were thousands of people
This fountain terminates the central "boulevard" of the gardens, with the Hall of Mirrors more than half on the other end, a half mile up the hill. The scale of these gardens is hard to digest.
This was the most otherworldly feature of the parks that night. A circular courtyard surrounded by columns, filled with steam from dry ice, and illuminated with high-speed sweeps of green lasers. It was fun to watch.
They capped the night off with a few fireworks. Here's one of my handheld experimental shots.
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