Ah, well it appears it's been a few days since I've last written, so I shall attempt to cover multiple events in one blitzkrieg of a post. I assure you - writing about multiple sojourns in one post is an example is an example of efficiency - it is in no way the product of my negligence of this blog.
All right, so Thursday after class, all of the UC students were loaded onto two buses for our second excursion of the semester. First, we disembarked at a chateau which was surrounded on all sides by large expanses of vineyards. After listening to a talk on Bordelais wine, how it is made, and why it is unique from all the other wines of the world (as you likely already know, Bordeaux is VERY proud of its wine), we partook in a wine dégustation, or tasting. The wine I had here was the tastiest I've ever had, but that is probably because it was a dessert wine, and therefore the sweetest wine I've ever tasted. What can I say? I'm no connoisseur, and I like my sweet foods.
After we the dégustation, we visited the house of a French writer who is apparently quite well known in Bordeaux. I don't remember his name, but according to the tour guide, he wrote novels about his childhood in Bordeaux. His house was very elegant on the inside, and there weren't cloth railings to stop us from getting too close to their furniture, like there usually are in the United States.
Friday night, my UC friends and I decided to spend the evening the way many young Bordelais appear to do. After eating our dinner family-style, we took our beverages of choice and sat out at a grassy area overlooking the Garrone, the river running through Bordeaux. It was very pretty, very fun, and I kinda wish I had a guitar with me, so we could really be like the other groups that were sitting in the same area!
And since we've only been in Bordeaux for about a week and a half, we still had more of the city to explore the next morning. First we stopped by a farmers market, which was MUCH bigger than the one we saw last week. It was so fun to walk around, and the flower stands there were beautiful and fresh. I'm rather fond of flowers and plants, so I couldn't resist taking a picture.
After checking out this farmers market, we went to what we'd actually intended to be our destination - the flea market. The flea market was huge too, and was fun to explore. Just looking around, you could see why the French always dress nicely - even the flea market was full of cute clothes! I'm afraid I forgot to take a picture of the flea market, so here's a picture of something else I saw that day instead!
And there is a story behind this cow, but I shall tell it at a later date. :)
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