Lyon is probably my favorite city in France, its unique position at the confluence of two rivers has shaped Lyon into the thriving city it is today. It has a lot to offer; culture, music, food, you name it, Lyon has it, while not being as big and pompous as Paris (sorry Paris, I still like you). I have visited Lyon three times in four months on various occasions, and each time, I grew more and more fond of it. I just love strolling around at the riverbanks or enjoying the view from Croix-Rousse. Lyon has succeeded, while of course being typically French (architecture, people, food), to develop some traits that are solely his own; traboules (little passageways in houses and courtyards), frescos and bouchons (that’s a Lyonnais restaurant) serving quenelles de brochet (a fish dish), andouillettes (sausages made with intestines) or cervelle de Canut (a type of cream cheese dish) with a glass of Beaujolais nouveau (a red wine fermented for only three weeks before the sales beginning on the third Thursday of November).
The Musée des Conflences was newly opened when I visited, the queue was too long to get inside, but the architecture is truly fascinating and provided some great photo objects. The only problem was that it was freezing cold and I was dying to get into some warm café or bouchon or whatever but inside and warm and cozy. The pictures turned out nicely, though.
photos by Max and me