We decided to head for a little weekend city break in Bordeaux. From Big-anus, it was only a quick 22 mile cycle on long, flat, straight roads. Easy peasy. We made it before lunch time and arrived at our cheap and cheerful 2* campsite, Beau Soleil. With this chirpy sunshine inviting us in, how could we resist?
It was the cheapest campsite we’d discovered so far. Only 11 EUROS, but there was a price to pay for the bargain: the site was full and they only had their “spare” pitch left. The nice man on reception suggested we see it before we agreed to stay but, optimistic as ever, we insisted it would be fine. He then gave us a hammer and nail and said we’d have to use them to make holes in the ground before we could put the pegs in. Erm…. that sounded to me like a fun job for Nev, especially as the hammer was completely inadequate for this task: it didn’t have a claw to get the nail back out of the ground and the head kept falling off. Fun, fun, fun.
With at least half of the pegs in, it wasn’t our greatest tent erection (fnarr fnarr), but we decided it’d do.
Since finishing the book we’d bought on the ferry, we’d been on the lookout for an e-reader and, having not yet even seen a glimmer of a shop that might sell one, we’d started to suspect that maybe they just didn’t exist in Spain or France. We thought the E.Leclerc “shopping centre” advertised outside the campsite sounded promising, so we headed out in that direction. We ended up cycling along a dirt track where we met Syril the Snake (thankfully dead).
E.Leclerc turned out to be the worst shopping centre ever. It had all of about 5 shops (of an advertised 16), we got told off in the supermarket for using the wrong door, I got asked to leave my bag behind the checkout at the electronic shop, which I presume was a security measure (to be fair, we did look and smell a bit ropey at this point). Worst of all, no e-readers in sight! Not even in the shop that sold pcs, computers, tablets and books. Gah!
We gave it up as a bad job and came away with only an iced tea and a bottle of Bordeaux for our troubles, which we strapped onto our panniers.
The next day, we got a bendy bus into Bordeaux – the first method of transport we’d sampled on our trip that didn’t involve physical exertion.
Bordeaux is a fab city. Full of beautiful bridges, sculptures, parks, fountains and monuments.
We had a play around in this bizarre but refreshing “mist area”, spraying a spooky mist from the floor:
We also saw a homeless man with two cats on a lead. Then, in the botanical gardens, we found what we believe may well be the world’s fattest duck, the size of a small dog, struggling to waddle around.
We sat in the park for a while with these nice dudes holding trees:
And tried to look cultured (and clearly failed) in the bonkerooni contemporary art museum:
WHAT IS THIS? A STADIUM FOR ANTS??
And then… joy of joys! We found the elusive e-reader. On sale too and only £35! Yippee!
We got the bus home and headed out to a local restaurant for tea. We clearly still haven’t got the hang of European eating times as it was 8pm and the restaurant was closed. Nothing a take-away pizza ordered to our tent couldn’t fix though! Nom nom nom.