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now thats one hella a cool squatting pan! |
Borsch? Bosch? Bousch? Now which one is it!?
Okay, I have to admit its name itself is a bit tongue twisting. I still dont know the exact pronounciation of it. Lol!
Bourges is a little medieval town in the centre of France. We arrived here 9pm at night two days before 2003 and we're so determined to spend our celebration here but there was a slight change of plans in the end(refer to the page on Charost). With no map or hotel booked, we had the slightest clue where to go. It seemed like we were three idiots walking around the streets so late at night with our bags but with no destination. Finding accomodation that time wasn't easy, and you wonder who the hell are taking those rooms cos I didn't see ne tourist around throughout my stay there! Finally, after walking in the cold for quite a while, we got an available room! Yay! Throwing our bags down, we ran in search for food cos we were starving but again there wasn't much of a choice, we only found one opened restaurant with the coolest toilet I've ever seen.