My Hotel In Bordeaux
I stayed at Le Boutique hotel in Bordeaux.
Le Boutique Hotel In Bordeaux
It was OK and they found me a very good restaurant for supper on Thursday.
But I wouldn’t stay there again, as the lift to get to my room was not to my taste. I can think of some, who would have used it once and left the hotel.
Le Petit Commerce, Bordeaux
The hotel recommended this restaurant for my supper.
Any time I’m in Bordeaux, all other places where I eat will be judged against this restaurant.
It would also have been a place that C would have adored. Like me, she loved to eat fish and that was the bulk of the menu.
So in some ways it was fitting that I ate there six years and a day after she died.
Trams and The Place De La Bourse
I think that this set of pictures show how you can run trams through areas of architectural importance.
Bordeaux is actually a World Heritage Site. The citation states.
an outstanding urban and architectural ensemble
So you don’t really want tram wires all over the place! But then Bordeaux’s trams are trams without wires. Surely the trams in Edinburgh should have been designed without them.
Note too, that there is a tram stop here called Bourse, but the only things you notice are the slightly raised paving and the fact that trams stop and open their doors to let people on and off.
Exploring Bordeaux
These are some of the pictures I took walking around Bordeaux.
It is an easy city to navigate, although a few more maps would help. But there is always a small one at evrery tram stop.
Would I Go Back To Biarritz Again?
Of course I would!
Especially, if I could be guaranteed some weather like I had just experienced. The temperature had been about 14 °C with a humidity of over 50%
I do wonder about my father’s health. He suffered from a similar catarrh to that I’ve suffered for the last couple of years and he had lots of skin problems. He always put the latter down to the solvents he used in his printing business. I’m pretty certain he was a coeliac too, as I must have got the genes from somewhere.
I also remember him saying once that he had been to Biarritz. So did he go because he felt healthy there, as I just had?
I don’t know and there’s no-one I can ask who knew him, who’s still alive.
But as I seem to feel better in Biarritz, if I think I need a break in the winter, I think I’ll go.
Trains seem to take between five and six hours from Paris and there seems to be at least one train every hour.
A Strange Bottle Of Evian Water
I bought this bottle of Evian at Biarritz station.
Note that is says Live Young on one side and something in Dutch on the other.
Strange for a product made in France and sold on a French station.
A Walk By A Wild Sea
I came back to the hotel the long way, by walking along the coast road and then climbing a zig-zag path up the cliffs.
It certainly opened up my breathing.
Even The Tourist Office Was Open!
Surprisingly, the Tourist Office in Biarritz was fully open.
But I don’t think you could call Biarritz by any means. a sleepy town.
Hotel Du Palais, Biarritz
The Hotel Du Palais is a hotel steeped in history and luxury.
I would have stayed there if it hadn’t been closed for the winter.
After all, they did let Michael Portillo in.
The Anonymous Widower 