Last Tuesday we caught the Eurostar train to Lyon. One train change and on the comfy spacious top deck of a TGV we make our final half of the journey fleeting through the beautiful french countryside, whizzing past vineyards and vegetable crops. After leaving the grey skies of England behind, we stepped out into the hot early evening sunshine. Our hotel was just a few streets away with a breath taking panoramic view of the whole city. Hotels are for sleeping though, so we dropped off our bags and headed straight out to explore the streets. Tall buildings with shuttered windows, two wide rivers to cross and glimpses of the cathedral up and beyond. Time to seek nourishment in one of the many bustling back street restaurants. Authentic Bouchon or not the food was hearty and tasty, just what we needed for the long walk back.
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