Even if I could afford it, I wouldn't go.
I concluded some years ago that Europe holds more than enough of interest for me. I have pretty much been to all the far-flung places I wanted to go to - and a couple I did not (thank you, clients!) and today, unless it's accessible by car, forget it.
If a dream remains, it's a slow tour of the Relais & Châteaux circuit and the Spanish Paradores collection.
There's currently a cooking show on tv by Rick Stein, where he takes his Porsche and film crew (not in the Porsche, I would imagine) through some of the French Departments... as with his French Canal series, he makes my poor old mouth water with envy at the food. If food can be porn, this is it! It is exactly the kind of thing I would love to do, but minus a crew, of course. Money is a passport. Doing it on the cheap is a waste of time and energy. It's a general rule of life, I'm afraid. The rough edges are just that: rough edges, and generally irritants. I have never seen beauty in discomfort; not my religion.
Rob