We pulled up to Remi's house exhausted and dripping with sweat, only to be greeted by his lovely wife and two kids. Their smiles and open arms welcomed us into their home near the center of Bordeaux. The smell of fresh crepes wafted through the air as we were shown to our room.  Their house, an old wine cellar, was situated upside down, with the living room and kitchen in the basement, the office and kids rooms above that, and the master bedroom on the top floor. We were amazed that with all of the houses stacked so close together that they managed to keep a small backyard with a shed for his surfboards.

Remi's rad son Clovis.

After a warm shower we sat down to eat and enjoy some wine and fresh cidré from the region. We both knew we had made the right decision coming here. Finishing the night with some bread and cheese, we retired for the night for some well needed "z's".

After speaking with Remi and hearing that we were going to need a couple of days to really get a feel for the city, we decided that we would stay for two more nights. Back on our trusty friend Air BnB, we found a super rad flat in the old art district of downtown and quickly booked it so we could explore.

We weaved our way through the old streets of Bordeaux. Trying to get lost only to see what we could find. We passed by French bakery's, markets, and most importantly wine cellars. Stopped for a crepe and some tea while snapping a couple photos beneath rows of trees. We walked down by the river and past some boats, and drank some beers with some Classic French folks. Bordeaux had stolen my heart. It was a big city with a not so big feel. I was captivated by the history of the place, the old white walls of every building stained black from years of smog pluming out of the industrial area brooding outside the city.

Being the harvest season in Bordeaux, most of the vineyards were closed to the public as they readied their newest batch of grapes for the next batch of wine. We were going to have to forgo a tour of a vineyard and instead taste some fine wines at any given wine cave in the city. No problem for us.

The next morning I woke up with my head and chest congested. The only thing I was praying for was to not get hurt or sick, and alas here I was coughing up a storm. Immediately I started downing tea, vitamin c, echinacea, and thanks to my homemade med kit my momma made me, I had some Mucinex to speed up the process as well. Now all I needed was some chicken noodle soup. We went down to the market for supplies: chicken broth, noodles, potatoes, zucchini, carrots, onion, garlic, mushrooms, and two spicy peppers. Tossed it all in a pot let it cook and let the healing properties go to work. A three hour nap later, and I was starting to feel a little better and decided to go do some more exploring with Ryan.

I was craving cheesecake, so we set off on a mission to find some. I mean come on, there is nothing that will make you feel better when you are sick and away from home than some homemade cheesecake! Not only did we find cheesecake but some amazing tea at a cafe called All Day Eatery. Yes I was sick but it wasn't going to keep me down and ruin my stay in Bordeaux.