We returned to rain. Torrential rain.

We exchanged the gentle static drizzle of Cardiff for the fierce downpours of Bordeaux.

In Cardiff you looked out of the window and were not sure whether it was raining or not. Everything was wet but nothing was falling. Instead everything seemed enveloped in cloud.

Bordeaux gets hosed down vigorously.

Apparently we've had a month's rain in three days.

Oh, and I have a sore throat...


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