Bonsoir from France! (Victor's new favorite French word)
Victor and I had a nice easy-going day. I made my first ever real French quiche for lunch.... which turned out pretty good if I do say so myself. We eventually made our way to the bus and metro to go into Lyon. We walked from Bellecour down Rue République to do a little window-shopping and people watching. We took a left at the Opèra to my favorite part of Lyon, Place Terreaux with the horse fountain and Musée des Beaux-Arts sculpture garden. We saw some French police in the gardens, which Victor was very excited about... and somehow I got him to pose along with a Rodin sculpture (pictured above... he thinks he can do better, so we may be going back). We had a quick drink at a café across the street (I had a yummy chocolat viennois and he had a Leffe demi blonde).
We walked across my favorite red suspension bridge over the Saone River towards Vieux Lyon. We stepped inside St. Jean to see the horlage clock and took a walk through a Traboule (secret passageway). Victor has decided he would like to live in something with stone cellars, spiral staircases, and giant wooden doors. I took him to my favorite little crêperie, where we had delicious dessert crêpes (can you tell- today was a day of me showing him my favorite stops....).
We're back home after an eventful metro to bus ride home. There was a belligerent drunk man on the metro who challenged another guy to a duel. On the bus, we had a wholesome group of guys in the back who thought it would be nice to light up and smoke. At least they opened a window :/
Home again home again jiggity jig! On the agenda tomorrow is having raclette and getting ready for our Italy trip!!!!
Reste cool! And keep your tireZ inflatedz. (Tirez in French means to pull, however, every time Victor saw tirez on a door he giggled and said tirezzzz!. In French it is pronounced teeray.)
So - I take it you are feeling better! Yeah!
ReplyDeleteGetting there.... we're both hoping to stay well after our overnight train tonight! Little nervous we're going to have little old italian women with fur coats crankin up the heat like when dad and steph came to visit....
ReplyDeleteHaha, hope you had a fur-coat-free train ride and are feeling great by now in Italia! Hallelujah!
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