Sunday, September 27, 2015

Sunday...in Bordeaux

Sunday morning here in wine country. Friday and Saturday just flew by. The combination of a foreign country, the time change, and the constant living out of a suitcase makes the days hard to manage. You're up, you grab a coffee, do a couple things, then it's dinner, and before you know it, it's bedtime.

2 did a great job of selecting our hotel here in Bordeaux. We are located right in the middle of downtown, within walking distance of everything. The room is a bit cozy for three, but the bathroom is of a nice size (the bath/shower being a small challenge to keep shower nozzle water in the tub!)
We're on the top/5th floor...which is actually the 7th floor in American-speak...given their numbering system of 0 for the ground floor...and a mezzanine floor that is a full floor as well. Whatever.

Friday was spent with a day-trip to the wine village of Saint Emilion, a one-way drive of about an hour. Google Maps got us there and back with no problem...other than the Friday afternoon rush hour mess in downtown Bordeaux upon our return. Saint Emilion is Sonoma on steroids. There really isn't ANYTHING in the area other than vineyards and chateau's displaying/processing/selling wine.


The village is very old, dense and heavily tourist-organized. We took the tourist-tram for an hour-long tour...including a tasting at one of the vineyards.



Saturday we wandered around downtown Bordeaux. This included a tour of their Beaux Arts Museum. I had expected a bigger collection, and slightly more modern. But it had a distinct regional interest, and gave a bit of the back of the hand to the Expressionists. (If you enlarge this one, you can see that they did get up a shot of the last moments of Cecil the Lion....kidding!)


After lunch yesterday, I made my standard European trip visit to the laundry. This is not something that I should ever be allowed to do on my own. After having an RCL all these years, the wash that I do on my own, in my own house has few moving parts. Here, the instructions are in a foreign language, the equipment is strange, and I have no shot on my own.


In the end, there was some washing and drying done, but it was work.





Ok. The girls are ready to take off on our day trip the the ocean. More later.

BCOT


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