I found writing about Bordeaux hard. We had such an exceptionally good 72 hours in Bordeaux that I was worried I wasn’t going to capture everything or do the whole trip justice.
This weekend wasn’t originally quite the trip it turned out to be. I had mentioned to one of my best friends that we would be in and around Bordeaux towards the end of November, which, coincidentally was the same time she was visiting her boyfriend. Of course, we started to make plans. Then our other best friend got involved and quickly booked flights for her and her boyfriend as well. A quick catch-up in the city quickly escalated in to a full blown couples mini-break which would likely mean over eating, over drinking and over spending for 3 days straight. I wasn’t wrong.
Gypsy Pigs 