Our last day in Bordeaux we followed our tradition here and didn't do much, got up at noon, did laundry (the dry cycle only took 15 min!!), and wandered around. Tried to find ice cream in the evening, but despite its ubiquitousness the rest of the time, we couldn't find any shops. Lame.
It's been nice not to share a room or a bathroom with anybody, but it would have been nice to have a common room or a kitchen. Also, there was seriously a drunken French party across the way, and drunken french men were yelling about Napoli at 1 in the morning. This, after someone called reception on us the first night for talking in normal voices in our room.
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