Bordeaux France

Our first night in Bordeaux included Dave dragging us off to a 'Fromage' Restaurant. Yes, every meal was at least 50% cheese. As the cheese was one of the things that excited me most about going to France, even I didn't expect to be cheesed-out by day one. The restaurant itself, was very cute, very French and quite pricey. Poor mum and dad, faced with their first meal on the continent must have been somewhat worried to see the bill sit at around the $200AUD mark.
 










Mum and I only have to look at this photo in order to crack up, and the reason why might not interpret well. Basically, we hired a car to travel around some of the vineyards in Bordeaux, Dave drove and dad got navigating duties by default of sitting in the front seat. Apparently it was the map’s fault that we always got lost. I would suggest that it was dad’s inability to stop talking about the French countryside long enough to concentrate on the map. There came a point, late in the day, when we found ourselves so unsure of our location that dad reverted to looking at the sun to determine location/and direction ye olde explorer style. Mum nad I were in hysterics, and dad became quite grumpy, mumbling about the map. Unfortunately for his ego, when the map was handed to me, we spent the rest of our journey in blissful comprehension of where we were and where we were going….
 











Me and Dad at some vineyard. Charmeil? Charglemeil? Something. A photo of me which thanks to the distance between me and the camera, makes it hard to see my moustache and freckly face.
 












Dave looks up from his blackberry! Incredible!