It was time to leave Saint Jean de Luz, so we packed up, grabbed a quick breakfast from Monop again as the local patisserie that Mark chose didn't immediately greet Tim when we walked in or offer him a discount.
Once on the road it was a tough slog, lots of traffic, island after island, traffic lights galore, it was like a three hour trip down the Wolverhampton Road.
Along the way we passed a group of gypos going the other way, there must have been about 100 caravans on their way to ruin someone day.
Tims petrol light came on, so we pushed on to find some fuel and the satnav kept lying to us about where the next petrol station was so it was pretty close by the time we did find one. Once there someone approached Steve to ask if they could just borrow his credit card for 5 minutes as they wanted to try something. For some reason selfish Steve didn't want to do this so we just did one instead.
It was getting hot again now, and although the roads had got better they were just dead straight which made for good time but it was far from a good ride.
Once in Bordeaux we found the hotel quite easily, Tim went in to check us in and despite being in his leathers, the receptionist thought he was in a car.
The room was quite small so it was important that we made best use of the space and shared it evenly. Tim just had the double bed, the suitcase rack, the table, and the wardrobe while Mark and Steve spread their stuff out on the square meter at the bottom of their beds.
After a quick shower we walked around town and went straight to the cathedral to get it out of the way. There was the usual statues and stained glass windows, but still no sign of God or any miracles.
Bordeaux is on a river so we popped over to look at that, it was so muddy and brown covered that it made the chocolate river in willie wonkas factory look clean!
We stopped at a bar to quench our thirst and to Mark's dismay Steve and Tim ordered pink cider. So much for the tough biker image. After finishing that we walked around town for a bit taking in all if the various squares, fountains and what not. At one point we bumped into an orchestra knocking out some tunes. Culture overload.
Next bar, and after giving us our drinks they asked to pay as they were closing and then preceded to stack all the chairs and tables leaving us sat outside on our own. We moved onto the next bar where we were told off for standing up with a beer. They also had a signed Liverpool shirt on the wall, but none of us had ever heard of any of the 12 players names that were on it, it must have been the 2014-15 team then. The F1 result came on TV so Mark had to look at the floor for 15mins to avoid seeing the result.
Next bar, surprisingly in a square, where Tim and Steve had more cider that came in a giant goblet while marks beer was served in a thimble and it was only half full too. To add insult to injury they then brought out the complimentary olives which Mark doesn't eat and then kept topping them up.
For food we were going for a meat feast as Tim had seen a place called Butchers Bar. However instead we went to find a curry house. There were two, one right next to us and another which was the other side of town. Obviously we opted for the one miles away and headed there via some bars. At one of these Steve did the unthinkable and talked Tim out of buying a round of jaegerbombs. I don't think this will ever happen again. To our dismay we'd missed happy hour by five minutes so we convinced the bar maid that it was still on by turning our watches back by 15 minutes which amazingly worked :)
We eventually made it to the curry house and it was closed so we strolled back to the original one and Tim looked up the words 'extra chillis' to make his more interesting, however the pronunciation of Tres epice sounded like 'tray of piss'.
More bars followed and then we went to a cafe where Steve ordered a large coffee but only got a thimble full in a glass. After some arguing a little more was put in and then Steve filled it up with milk. Steve later admitted when the waiter wasn't around that it was really nice.
Stats so far: 483 miles completed,10hours 44mins in the seat, average speed 45mph
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