BORDEAUX (FRANCE) - Sailing down Bordeaux's Garonne river on a cruise, I feel like I'm in an Agatha Christie novel.
It sounds slightly dramatic, I know. In April when I visit, the air is crisp so there aren't any flies to swat, let alone any murderous undercurrents a la Death On The Nile. Deep in wine country in the south-west of France, I'm far from Egypt.
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