Train all booked we set off in good time for Bordeaux station stopping to look at the galleon moored on the waterfront.
The station was very busy. We are always a little nervous when in stations in large towns and cities. And of course when our platform number was announced we had to take the lift to access it, along with the wheelchair users. One lift, four journeys, the clock was ticking.
Ninety minutes later a change at Angouloume. Angela went in search of cheese, fruit and orangina and of course a box of four ice creams! Must keep our strength up.
On our connecting train to Poitiers we met a young Frenchman called Colin. His great grandmother was from Liverpool. He was keen to speak to us in English, and during the course of the journey discussed Brexit (as always), Scotland and the quality and price of food in France. On the campsite at Bordeaux six eggs from the shop would cost you five euros. Colin said, in his home town around three euros would buy you twelve eggs, and we joked that they'd throw in the chicken that laid them as well. Colin is studying at the university in Poitiers and once he's saved some money would like to come to England. If he does we'll be happy to welcome him. Tonight's stop is O.K. For the first time there is no seating so we laid out our tarp and ate cheese, pate and bread.
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Ship looks very impressive Dad. Well done Angela for getting the food supply in!!
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