I just had a fantastic dinner at a cozy little restaurant in Lyon. I’m stuffed to the gills, but fortunately, I have a long walk ahead of me to get back to the hotel. It had been raining earlier, but the rain has stopped, and now it seems like a nice night for a walk. Continue reading “The Walk Home – and a Short History of Electricity”
Classique Lyonnaise Cuisine for Dinner
I’m on my way to dinner in the foodie capital of France: Lyon. I picked a restaurant that specializes in “classique Lyonnaise cuisine. It was quite a hike to get to, but I’ve made it. I’m just inside the front door, hoping they’ll be able to find a place to squeeze me in. Continue reading “Classique Lyonnaise Cuisine for Dinner”
Dinner in Lyon
Lyon is recognized by many as the gastronomic capital of France. One could argue, therefore, that Lyon could be considered to be the gastronomic capital of the world. The folks here in Lyon would probably go along that. Dinner in Lyon should be good! Continue reading “Dinner in Lyon”
Vieux Lyon
It’s our first day in Lyon. We returned to our hotel after venturing out to acquaint ourselves with the immediate neighborhood, but I still had some energy to burn off. I decided to wander over to the part of town called “Vieux Lyon.” (Old Lyon).
To get there, I walked two blocks to the Saône river, then up three blocks to a place on the river where one can cross the river on a pedestrian-only bridge called a “passerelle.” Once over on the other side, you’re in Vieux Lyon – the oldest part of the city. It looks old, too. No modern buildings on this side of the river, that’s for sure. Continue reading “Vieux Lyon”
Bienvenue à Lyon! (Welcome to Lyon)
Bienvenue à Lyon! (Welcome to Lyon). Today we made the short trip by train from the little town of Dijon to the big city of Lyon. We took a taxi from the train station to our hotel, located in the part of town known as “Presque-Ile.” (Do you remember what that means in anglais?).
Our hotel is on a little side street. I’m glad the taxi driver knew where it was, because we might have never found it by ourselves. There’s a sign for the hotel up high, but at street level, the only indication of a hotel is a little sign on a nondescript door. OK — so how do we get inside? Continue reading “Bienvenue à Lyon! (Welcome to Lyon)”
Au Revoir Dijon, Bonjour Lyon!
Today is the day we say “au revoir Dijon” and “bonjour Lyon.” My beautiful and demure Better Half is still under the weather, but she says she feels good enough to make the trip. Her stomach hasn’t been its normal self for the past two days, but hopefully the trip will be, shall we say, uneventful. Continue reading “Au Revoir Dijon, Bonjour Lyon!”
A Visit to La Pharmacie
I’ve just concluded my visit to the Musée des Beaux Arts de Dijon by climbing the stairs to the top of Tour Phillipe Le Bon. What a view! But now it’s time to go back down and get back to the apartment to check on the status of my under-the-weather Better Half. When I got there, she was sitting in the living room instead of lying in bed, which was a good sign, but she was still pretty sick. We decided that I should go to the nearest “pharmacie” and try to get something that would make her feel better. Continue reading “A Visit to La Pharmacie”
The Bold, Fearless, Good, and Reckless Dukes of Burgundy
I’m at La Musée des Beaux-Arts de Dijon, located in the Palace of the Dukes of Burgundy. I’m looking at all kinds of neat art and artifacts, many of which are from the age when the Dukes of Burgundy ruled this part of the world. The first Duke of Burgundy was Philip the Bold. He put Burgundy on the map and set the tone for years to come. Continue reading “The Bold, Fearless, Good, and Reckless Dukes of Burgundy”
The Maid of Orléans
I’m in La Musée des Beaux-Arts de Dijon, inside the Palace of the Dukes of Burgundy. One of those dukes was Philip the Good. He’s still known by that name, even though he’s the guy who turned Joan of Arc — the Maid of Orléans — over to the English during the Hundred Years War. But I’m getting ahead of myself.
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In the Palace of the Dukes of Burgundy
The Dijon Museum of Fine Arts is housed in the Palace of the Dukes of Burgundy. It’s nice to know a thing or two about the Dukes and the times they lived in, so we’re reviewing some of the goings-on. Their heyday was in the 13th and 14th centuries. If you’ve read the previous post, you may recall that the situation as we left it was none too rosy. Continue reading “In the Palace of the Dukes of Burgundy”
