39 degrees… its ok in the shade or under the dapple of the trees, but dare to stray into the sun, even to cross the road, and its an hour in a café drinking iced tea to recover.
With quite a bit of time to kill before my hotel room was ready, I wondered off into the town. I didn’t have an intention to snap any pictures, my eye was caught by a particular window and what ensued was two hours with my camera in my hand. Fortunately the sun wasn’t at its highest, the buildings were casting a shadow and I could dive into air-conditioned shops every so often.
Bordeaux has a wonderful sleek silent tram system. There are no overhead power lines and the tracks are flush with the road surface. They glide with great beauty through the tree-lined Quinconces and on into the streets.
