bordeaux

arrived tired as hell from a treterous tgv trip, spent a lot of time wandering around the very much beautiful city with lilly always encountering brits and germans everywhere we went

tried to keep it as low budget as possible, which is impossible a) in france and b) with lilly

what we werent prepared for is that the the fucking king of england decided to come to bordeaux to say hi so that was a lot of fun

hostel was quite alright, but when i tried to pick up my laundry on the last day nobody had a clue where it went, so now it's forced ultralight travel igWeiterlesen