Subtle fall tones in Croix-Rousse, Vieux Lyon.
Last November we spent time with Alex’s family and friends in Lyon. It was a wonderful month full of three-course (or more) lunches and dinners and trail runs in 8° C weather, changing diapers and making cailloux (rocks) with pâte à modeler (Play-Doh), yard work and competitive games of Sudoku by the fire. We visited old friends at their flats downtown and small chateaus in the countryside, accompanied our cousins’ to runs at the park and voting polls at the community center, stopped by museums and bouchons around the old town. There were fresh chicken eggs every day, fresh baguettes around the corner, leaves changing color, une petite balades, apéros, fromage blanc... and moments when we’d look at each other and say, “I could live here.”
Merci à tous (spécialement Marjo & Rémi), pour tout!
