When we left our intrepid travelers (see Part Un here), we had spent our first evening in the city of Bordeaux, prior to boarding our ship for an 11-day cruise through the region of Bordeaux. I will mention here that place names in this area can be confusing, since the various regions are named after the towns that they are in. So you have, for example, the city of Medoc, in the region of Medoc, and just to really complicate things, you also have an appellation (something like a proprietary wine blend) called Medoc. More on that when we get to the winery tours!
I will also mention here that although this is called a "Bordeaux River Cruise," it is a "Bordeaux [pause] River Cruise," not a "Bordeaux River [pause] Cruise." There is actually no river called the Bordeaux; the three rivers we navigated in the region of Bordeaux are the Garonne, where the actual city of Bordeaux is located; the Gironde, which flows further north and west to the Atlantic Ocean, and the Dordogne, which branches to the southeast just north of the city of Bordeaux.
Wednesday, June 21st
It's Embarkation Day! We had struggled to get a specific boarding time from our travel agent, with the vague idea of "They generally board between 2pm and 4pm." So we figured that we would check out of our hotel and then head off with our luggage in the direction of the pier and find someplace for breakfast on the way, then try to see if we could drop our bags early and spend a bit more time in the city before we boarded. Most of the other couples in our group (who hadn't packed quite as lightly as we had) opted to take a shuttle from their hotel, but one other couple was planning to walk, as we were, so we joined forces and headed over together. They hadn't had the chance to explore that we did, so we showed them some of the areas we had discovered while we were walking.
We stumbled across a promising little sidewalk cafe not far from our hotel, so we stopped for a very French breakfast of baguettes with butter and jam, croissants, juice, and coffee. I opted to try a "cafe creme" instead of a cappuccino, expecting to get something like filter or drip coffee with cream, but instead got (I think) espresso with steamed milk - whatever it was, it was exactly what I needed to start my day.
With full bellies and caffeine-infused blood, the four of us headed for the waterfront and discovered that the boat we had seen yesterday was, in fact, the boat we would be on: The Scenic Diamond.
The docks at the waterfront are bordered by a broad brick walkway filled with cyclists (manual, e-bikes, and "bike trucks" pulling or pushing trailers and carrying bins), scooters (also both manual and electric), roller skaters, skateboarders, pedestrians (or, in French, pietons), and dog-walkers. On the landward side of the walk, we spotted a small canopy with the Scenic logo on it and a pile of luggage, manned by a large man with a shaved head and a full red beard wearing a Scenic uniform. We asked if we could leave our luggage, and in somewhat broken English, he gave us the idea that not only could we leave our bags, we could board the ship now (it was about 10am) and enjoy drinks and lunch on board. (We learned later that his name was Bora, and he was the deckhand who did most of the heavy physical labor - but more about that later.)
The process of boarding felt very sketchy and loose to our American senses - Bora never took our names, no-one looked at our passports or IDs when we boarded, we didn't even have to check in until it was time to go to our cabins, many of the passengers from the previous cruise were still on board - but we were warmly welcomed by Cruise Director Mitch and the bar staff, who presented us with glasses of champagne as they ushered us into the Diamond Lounge, where there was a bar with drinks, snacks, a very nice coffee machine, and plenty of comfortable seats.
We explored the ship a bit and eventually met up with our entire group of 10. My husband and I discovered that our cabin had been upgraded from a lower deck with small windows and no balcony to a much nicer cabin with a balcony that had a large window that could be opened, and that our luggage had miraculously appeared on our beds (thank you, Bora!), waiting for us to unpack and settle in.
After dinner each night, there was entertainment of some kind in the lounge starting at 9:30 (dinner ran from 7-9pm most nights), followed by music for dancing. Our group quickly became known as the ones to get the party started, and Entertainment Director Rachel would often nudge us to take to the dance floor when passengers were hesitant to be the first.
Thursday, June 22
After a wonderful night's sleep on a very comfortable bed, I discovered that I was one of very few "early risers" who grabbed a cappuccino from the fancy coffeemakers in the lounge, and a small croissant to tide me over until seated breakfast began. There was also a daily crossword and Sudoku puzzle that I enjoyed solving in the quiet lounge over my morning coffee.
Breakfast in the dining room included an extensive breakfast buffet with scrambled eggs, various types of breads and rolls (and a toaster), spreads including jam and Vegemite (for the Aussies), American and English bacon, sausages, some type of potatoes, an omelet station, beans (for the Brits, of course), fruit, and also a menu you could order from with additional items made to order, as well as an array of coffees, teas, and juices.
Since there are quite a number of cruises along the river with similar itineraries, there literally isn't enough dock for everyone, so the boats practice "double-docking," where one boat ties up to the dock and the second boat ties up to the first and puts a gangway between the boats. If you're on the outer boat, you just troop through the lobby of the other boat to get to shore!
After lunch we went on our first outing, traveling on a coach bus to Saint-Emilion (in Libourne the region, but not Libourne the city), which is famous for its monolithic limestone church (L'eglise monolithe) with its underground catacombs, carved out of the rock in the 11th century. The church is at the top of a hill, and the scenic overlook from the top is simply glorious.
Side note: There is a group of local guides who lead the shore outings. They fill us in on local history and points of interest that we're passing, as well as some information on the places we're about to see. Since the area we cover is relatively small, they travel from town to town with us.
I'll be honest: After tasting wine at a vineyard a day nearly every day for a week and a half, it kind of blurs together. So on this particular day...we learned about wine, we tasted wine, it was good, and I'll tell you more in an entry with less preliminary detail. I'll just say that we did learn the term "terroir," which refers to the soil, climate, geography and geology, and even the traditions and rules of a specific wine-making region. The grave, or gravel in the soil, is limestone, which absorbs heat during the day and radiates it back at night. Because of this, the grapevines in this region are trimmed shorter than in other regions (as tall as the heat can radiate), so the temperature around the vines keeps relatively stable. I'll tell you more of what we learned, particularly about regions and appellations, in a later entry.
Our coaches returned us to the ship in time to dress up a bit for our Gala Welcome Dinner. After seeing innumerable fashionable Frenchwomen wearing chic scarves, I decided to go with the trend, and Herb and I coordinated our lavenders to meet the captains, Captain Jeremy and Co-Captain Gary. One of our friends realized he had the same outfit as Herb, so of course they twinned it up tonight as well.
Tonight's dinner featured a wonderful lamb dish, a creamy mushroom soup, and hazelnut ice cream, paired with some luscious local red wines. Our after-dinner entertainment was a wonderful local jazz trio who came aboard just for the evening. Herb and I dusted off our foxtrot (and boy was it dusty), and everyone had a lovely time dancing the night away. We also met a delightful British/Irish couple who became part of our group over the course of the cruise. The gentleman was quite taken with the men's berets and claimed one for himself for the evening!
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