I was really sad to leave Spain as I had completely and utterly fallen in love with San Sebastian that was until I got to Bordeaux and Tours and re-fell in love with France. Oh dear I can be such a country slut at times but when there are beautiful old buildings, patisserie, wine tours and cute little bars its hard not to fall in love with a new city.
I arrived in Bordeaux at about 12pm which was great because it meant that I had an extra half day to explore the city as I was only spending two nights there. Unfortunately we could not check in straight away because our rooms weren’t ready so after dumping my bag reception I planned on going for a wander. Have a walk around is the best way to orientate yourself so I had a bit of wander down the main road, along the river and up back to my hostel.
When in Bordeaux do as the French do and drink wine – so I arranged a winery tour for the next day. I decided on a winery tour of two wineries in the Bordeaux region. The first winery was pretty modern and we got a guided tour by a Frenchman that spoke English. We got to see the vines, the barrel room, the bottle room and then got the chance to taste five of the wines that they produce while snacking on cheese and crackers. To be honest it was slightly boring as there was such a big group it was hard to hear especially with the heavy French accent. The wines were good but as they were all red wine I was slightly disappointed as I much prefer white. I’m also a bit of a dork when it comes to wine tasting as was evident when people were swirling and sniffing and talking about ‘woody undertones’ and ‘fruity flavours’. I was just standing there trying to not think about all the red wine that was involved in all the sangria which turned into all those hangovers.
We then headed to the second winery which was more of what I was expecting as it was by a river in a really old classic building. It was more exposed brick and old furniture and typical beautiful scenery where as the other one was more modern. This winery was run by a family and the little old French lady that toured us around did not speak a word of English so we had a translator. This was fun for about five minutes until I realised the tour would take twice as long. At this place we got a chance to try some rose but once again was mostly reds which I couldn’t stomach.
Bordeaux had been a great host and I loved my visit although I think its much better suited to those who know more about wine!