With
the strike we decided to stay local – quite a challenge given the suburban
nature of where we were staying on the edge of Bordeaux by the Rocade. Our nearest (and only) eatery was
MacDonalds. Fifteen minutes away was a
choice of Kebab and pizzeria takeaways.
We decided to try the first bar we came to at 19.45, although the
proprietors were tidying away to close at 20.00. Drinking up time though proved to be
generous. In truth it was a small friendly
place used by locals. Surprisingly for
footie loving Clive and I this was probably the only bar in France not showing
Les Bleus opening game of the Euros.
Until now I had no idea how entertaining trap racing could be or how
much money some people would gamble on it.
With no trams we were marooned so it was back to the hotel and their tv
and bar. It was like being at home,
although if you know my place it was much more comfortable!! The manager told us to use the luxury seats in
the lounge and proceeded to turn the tv around until we were able to tell him
that it was perfectly positioned. To
make it the perfect start to the Euros his prime beer was
Affligem.......bliss. The night game
passed too quickly with a trickle of fellow Cymru fans passing through the bar
on their way back. Oh yes, and to finish
the night I had a Big Mac and fries, but Clive decided I’d eaten enough junk
food and scoffed the fries!! So to bed
with the Cymru flag flying proudly from our window.
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