Would I Go Back To Bordeaux?
Bordeaux impressed me. In some ways it was like Paris without the tourists.
It had all the architecture, the shops, the restaurants and the magnificent river Garonne.
The people seemed to have a calmness and politeness that the Parisians lack.
If say, I was indulging in one of my passions and dressing a lady for say an important wedding, I think I might persuade her, to get on a plane to Bordeaux and then come back by TGV and Eurostar. It’s probably a lot easier to come home on the train, than lug everything through the airports.
C would have loved Bordeaux, Just like she loved Paris, Hong Kong, Milan and Florence.
Every real lady deserves to be dressed to the nines, at least a few times in her life. And that means from her toes to her hair and outwards from her skin to what everybody looks at.
But I did love those wireless trams!
If you ever wondered why we dress to the nines, look here!
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