The train approaches and I will not cry, I will not cry, I will not cry. Remember that first time I had to leave La Rochelle and France, ten years ago? I had cried my eyes out, then. Years of travels and constant hellos and goodbyes had made me stronger, I guess. Regardless, I will miss this city so much. You had been almost perfect,  Bordeaux, I really thought I could settle here for a while. Thank you for the souvenirs. A bientôt ♡