raindrops keep falling on my bread

If the rain in Spain stays mainly in the plain, then surely the snow in Bordeaux blows slowly with the…? Nope. We’re as rain-drenched as the Pygmalionic plains, fortunately something I planned for, returning from Canada with a brand new (the Bay) umbrella and proper rainboots. I’m grateful for the unusually pleasant weather we had in Toronto, as back in Bordeaux, most days are short and wet, so sightings of the sun are few and far between.

Memories of the holidays keep me warm and dry: a bowling game with rules that nobody knows, someone plots to steal the camera, our own personal Scrooge doesn't want to be disturbed from his morning paper. A rare moment where no one is making faces at the Toronto Brickworks, and a 1920s themed New Year's Eve in London. (Thanks John and Cat #1 for your pictures!)

Memories of the holidays keep me warm and dry: a bowling game with rules that nobody knows, someone plots to steal the camera, and our own personal Scrooge doesn’t want to be disturbed from his morning paper. A rare moment when no one is making faces at the Toronto Brickworks, and a 1920s themed New Year’s Eve in London. (Thanks John and Cat #1 for your pictures!)

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(love is like a) sweet cave

Well that’s it. 3.5 months in Bordeaux done, and I’m on my way home.  I’m starting this post sitting in the Merignac airport, a 45 minute bus ride from my apartment near Place de la Victoire.  My bag is stuffed with Christmas gifts for the family, and a long list of things I need to bring back with me upon my return in two weeks. I’m not bringing much wine home, thanks to Canadian alcohol tariffs (and also because I haven’t been able to successfully build up my collection to a point where there is enough to bring anywhere – someone keeps drinking it!)

The Pessac city hall gets a festive facelift

The Pessac city hall gets a festive facelift

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