Back from Bordeaux!
Our hotel was the Hotel Particulier. The name's actually a pun, as it's the French term for a grand townhouse, but, of course, this one has become a hotel. We booked too late to be in the hotel proper so had to book a little apartment, which was just lovely, with a big sitting room and dinky little kitchenette and shower room. Although our rooms overlooked the street, we had the windows open all the time. Trams make the strangest noise, a sort of whooshing. It's actually quite a relaxing sound.
I'd looked at maps of the city before going but had got the scale wrong; I'd thought we were five minutes' walk from the cathedral when it was a minute straight down the street. We always book somewhere in the historic heart of the city – rule of travel number one: always get the best location. Location before luxury. Though it's perfectly possible to get both in most places.
|The street leading to La Grosse Cloche, one of two medieval gates.|
|Porte Cailhau, the other remaining medieval gate|
|Place de la Bourse is symmetrical, but there's scaffolding off to the right!|
|I made this shirt! And I had no idea these trousers looked SO AWFUL!|