not my house

I have no idea who that super-sized woman pointing at the mansion in the background could be but let's just ignore her.  Gaze, instead, at the beautiful chateau at the other end of the gorgeous green lawn.  In April of last year I visited the Biltmore Estate in Asheville, North Carolina with my sister.  Oh My!  This house and the surrounding grounds are unbelievable.  Horse stables, formal gardens, a dairy, a winery and enough help to maintain the lavish lifestyle that came with it.  It's the Vanderbilt's place, you know.  The central atrium filled with tropical plants was so cozy comforting that I could spend a good portion of the day there just relaxing.  After that, a dip in the inside swimming pool and a round of bowling would be nice.  Which dining room should I eat in?  How about all of them at various times of the day.  What a dreamer I am.  I don't live here.  Just visiting.