This morning we all walked the plank off of our ship, boarded a bus headed for Vienne, which is a suburb of Lyon. It has a huge Roman temple ( yes Roman not Romanesque!) in the center of town.
Then on to Lyon, which is France’s second largest city. We went for lunch to a restaurant called Comptoir Chabert, and were served a very strange main course which the waitress called soufflé, but none of us could figure out what was in it. The salade Lyonnaise was very good though. The distinguishing feature of salade Lyonnaise is a poached egg.
Then on to our hotel, where we have a beautiful suite, commensurate with the suite we had on our boat. We took a very long walk along the river, and formed a good impression of Lyon! It’s beautiful, and many people were about, jogging, biking, walking dogs…oh and NO piled-up trash! “Pas de grève ici!” (No strike here) said our cabdriver—although last night I heard Lyon was affected. Maybe Paris won’t be so bad, either.

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I used to drive an hour or so on the autobahn just to cross into France for lunch when I lived in Stuttgart, Germany.
It was romantic.
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Merci Beaucoup!
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Not bragging just sayen
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Why are you glad that you didn’t buy the Porsche?
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Because my older brother would have wrecked it by now; for sure man.
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Lol 🙂
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French girls always have the nicest de’lingerie. How do they do that every foxtrotting time?
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Lol 🙂
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So glad that I didn’t buy that Porsche 911.
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I can’t say Vienne impressed every much, but since I got home I’ve learned that it’s believed to be where Pontius Pilate retired when he’d had enuf of being a Roman civil servant.
Cue “the Master and Margarita”. Wish I’d known when we were there!
Yeah. Pictures? I don’t do. I don’t like to have to carry my IPad along. Sorry. But to me, a word is worth a thousand pictures….
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They knew you were coming, dear Hyp. And St. Irenaeus cleared the way, non? 🙂
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