Bordeaux - Population

Population

In the 1999 census, there were 215,363 inhabitants in the city (commune) of Bordeaux. The 2005 census showed a significant increase, as this figure reached 230,600 inhabitants. The majority of the population is French, but there are sizable groups of Italians, Spaniards (Up to 20% of the Bordeaux population claim some degree of Spanish heritage), Portuguese, Turks, Germans and North Africans.. The built-up area has grown swiftly in recent years with urban sprawl.

Changing demographics of the town
1793 1800 1806 1821 1831 1836 1841 1846 1851
104,676 91,652 92,219 89,202 99,062 98,705 104,686 125,520 130,927
1856 1861 1866 1872 1876 1881 1886 1891 1896
149,928 162,750 194,241 194,055 215,140 221,305 240,582 252,415 256,906
1901 1906 1911 1921 1926 1931 1936 1946 1954
256,638 251,947 261,678 267,409 256,026 262,990 258,348 253,751 257,946
1962 1968 1975 1982 1990 1999 2006 2008 -
249,688 266,662 223,131 208,159 210,336 215,374 232,260 235,891 -
Sources : database Cassini of EHESS for selected numbers until 1962, database Insee from 1968 (population without double counting and municipal population from 2006) ยท


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