A little detour in our trip to Bordeaux

Bordeaux, France

Ah, the joys of the wonderful snow. We caught our train from St Malo to Le Mans, and then asked directions to catch our next train. Conductor – “That train is not running.” Us – “Qua?!” Conductor – “Because of the …. uh… snow” Fantastique! Luckily, there was another train to Paris where we could book a ticket on a direct train. On the way to Paris, the conductor gave us a sympathetic smile and laughed at our miming of snow when seeing our invalidated tickets. Ena struck up an interesting conversation with a French woman who shared the set of four seats on the Bordeaux train. Much charades, Franco-English, and laughter. She made fun of our accents (it wasn’t hard with my dodgy French). We got into Bordeaux a little late, but managed to get ourselves to the hotel via tram (yet another form of transport to figure out. Dear lord…) Another city conquered!