When I got to Versailles all of the statues in the gardens were covered by plastic, the fountains were off, bushes were browning. I commented to my friend that these things were done especially for me.
With that said, nope I wasn't bothered. How can I be bothered by such things? Someone once told me that grey is grey, when you decide to see it as grey.. I'll have this memory to compare it to the next.