They advertise it as one in Paris. No, it is far from the city itself, and I had to take an RER every day twice for half an hour. I got used to it very soon. Boissy St. Leger is a pretty little town with long-forgotten tall and leafy trees, honey bees, firebugs, and a bucolic atmosphere. It was nice to stay there, anyway. The hotel itself tends to modernity, or I'd rather achieving the cheapest one around status, so they exclude many facilities from your room. The bathroom is not much convenient. Your chief who orders the guests about is actually a night watch, or someone like him. He never allowed me a cup of boiling water to make tea without paying one euro. It turned out, though, that the machine would not sell you just plain how water. (I do not take cholesterol-charged breakfast, at my doc's prodding. There's a Buffalo Grill nearby that serves excellent steaks, so I cheated by visiting the restaurant.)