A forgotten walk

A really long time back I had to make a quick trip to Bordeaux for a meeting. I’d forgotten that my colleague and I traveled to Bordeaux the day before and took a walk through the old part of the city near the river Garonne. I just discovered the very few two-decades old photos that remained in a forgotten folder.

Mysteriously, many of the photos were of an unknown building in the city. I had a vague memory of ducking into a side road between two major sights on a whim and coming across this facade. It now looks like a renaissance facade to me. Could it be from the 15th century? Perhaps even from the time of Charles VII? Not very likely, I think, most of this quarter would have been built in the century after his time, when trade began to boom. The time of Montaigne then?

Forgetting the romantic speculation, my colleague pointed me to the differences between the walls of the two buildings which stood cheek-to-jowl around this little open courtyard. The older was the one we’d been looking at, as the peeling mortar showed. The bicycle presented a nice way to take this photo. Strangely, it wasn’t locked up. Are bikes safe in Bordeaux then? That would make it an unusual European city.

Author: I. J. Khanewala

I travel on work. When that gets too tiring then I relax by travelling for holidays. The holidays are pretty hectic, so I need to unwind by getting back home. But that means work.

7 thoughts on “A forgotten walk”

  1. I love that old wall and the people leaning from below the balconies. Since this whole virus started, I’ve been wondering what it is about people that attracts people to them? I don’t know if that makes sense at all. I thought about a castle in Mantova I walked through (and got los). It had a room filled with busts of men carved in Roman times. It was (to me) Felliniesque, the idea that doubles of today’s Italians could be found in that room. I actually looked for people (Italians) I knew. One came close. I don’t know. I’m rambling, but people are so paradoxical and encounters with them can be so unpleasant, and yet we seek them out and we create effigies of them doing everyday things.

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    1. I discovered a little factoid about ancient Roman customs a couple of years ago. Apparently it was a la mode for some time for rich merchants to appear in public holding busts of their parents or grandparents. Perhaps some of these numerous Roman busts are the detritus of that fashion.

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