What Is It About Lyon?
It’s considered to be the center of French gastronomy. It’s got two rivers running through it. It’s full of beautiful old buildings, charming neighborhoods, and an excellent public transportation system.
Nah, just kidding. There’s a metro, a tram, and buses galore, but honestly, don’t you wish you had a cute little Smart Car of your own to park just any old where?
I know it’s heresy, but I think I’d rather live in Lyon than in Paris. Despite the fact that not one of the life-sized and life-like folks in this picture is really alive, personally I find Lyon to be a much more livable and real place than its famous sister.
Maybe it’s because our most recent visit coincided with the arrival of springtime.
Maybe it was the profusion of lovely food everywhere we looked.
Or maybe it was the cheese. When we go to Lyon we bring home cheese. Quite a lot of cheese, much of it ripe and smelling super-cheesy. I’m sure that our TGV companions are smiling slightly and thinking ahead to their own suppers as the sexy smell of ripe raw milk cheese wafts through the speeding train.
And then there’s the fact that Shel’s doctor in Lyon looks like a super model (sorry guys, no picture of her) and takes super good care of him. And that Lyon is a supremely walkable city, allowing one to work up an appetite that needs no apologies. And that tripe is on every menu in town, which is a big plus in my view. It’s hard to be too uppity when eating tripe. You can still take yourself seriously, but in a good way, knowing that you are joining the rest of the city in its efforts to systematically recycle the interior parts of cows.
We’ll be going to Lyon once a month and I’ll take the camera along again, and although I’m pretty sure that the gorgeous doctor will not be making an appearance on this page, you can always hope. There’s bound to be more cheese though, if that’s any consolation.