Bordeaux welcomed us with open arms, ha well, after a few bumps along the way... We were ready to tackle it though!!! Happy Bastille Day eve!
1. We got lost. It was midnight and dark and even the locals didn’t know where to go to get to our hotel!
2. Gerard got yelled at by an angry, drunk man on the Tramway for who knows what... we don’t speak much French!
3. The phone number for a taxi wouldn’t work, which we only realised once we got off the tram in the middle of nowhere....
4. Bee lost her walking shoes somewhere along the way and only realised the next morning...
5. We checked in to another hotel back in the city at about 2.00am and headed straight out for some food and wine. Mind you we were sans (without) a corkscrew and they put their chips INSIDE their kebabs!!! Sounds better than it really is....
This aside, the next morning we were ready to hit the streets! We moved accommodation to our campsite located on the Lac, hired some bikes for only 1Euro for the day and off we went. What a beautiful city.... We also headed on a wine tour the next day, as the Bordeaux region is obviously quite famous for its vineyards, tasting wines from two very different Chateau’s. The French version of Joan Brick (or otherwise known as our tour guide), wouldn’t stop to take a breath – frequently commenting on “the natural nature”, “the micro-climate” and “the importance of adapting to the geography”. Who knew making wine was more complex than just squashing some grapes???
