The last time we came through Bordeaux station it was a glistening cathedral of glass. Now impossible to negotiate, impossible to see from where trains came & to where trains were going without lugging my bike in its bag, plus the paniers, via the ticket & info hall.
Thankfully this train was also running 10 minutes late.
Bayonne beckons and the end of a very long (5) train rides across France.
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