Melissa Nightingale spent four days sailing from Bordeaux on a preview river cruise with her mother. She looks at the highs and lows of travelling with your mum as an adult.

It was late afternoon on a sunny day in southwestern France, and my mother was on a mission.

My feet and arms were aching from trudging through the cobbled streets of Bordeaux with the day's shopping in hand, and my patience was running thin.

But Mum had an oddly specific goal when she embarked with me on a flying visit to the other side of the world: don't return