We left on the non-stop from Seattle to Paris on the 22nd,
and then took to TGV (fast ! train) from the airport to Lyon and arrived 2
hours later on the 23rd. As
always, we were pretty wiped so our plan was to go immediately to the
apartment, unpack some essentials, get our stuff out of storage in the
basement, catch our breath, and then go across the street to ViteNature to say hello to Philippe and Angeline, pick up
something very light for dinner, and crash.
Well, we did all that, but not in the planned sequence. Philippe and Angeline were sitting outside
and saw us dragging our rollerbags to our apartment building; they rushed
across the street and greeted us with bises and hugs. What a lovely way to begin our stay!
The next day, Thursday the 24th, we had lunch
with the Del Cano Club, an organization primarily for British ex-RAF folks and
spouses that has kindly adopted us “colonials.”
Del Cano meets monthly for lunches, often has a speaker, and is always reliable
for interesting conversations. No
speaker this time, but we did have some fascinating conversations.A View of lovely Lyon - our apartment is near the building that looks like a pencil, and is called "le Crayon" (French for pencil). |
So there you have our first few days in Lyon.
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