A sunny day in Lyon

When The Family asked me to design a different trip to France, the first place I thought of was Lyon. The home of the Lumiere brothers and Paul Bocuse: cinema and food. What could be more French? But also we hadn’t been there before. A TGV leaves Charles de Gaulle for Lyon every hour. Straight out of Mumbai, we hopped on to one, reached Lyon, and located our hotel overlooking the confluence of the Rhône and Saône rivers. We’d slept on the journey, so we decided to get to the very large Place Bellecourt and start a walk around the town. The featured photo is the first I took on this trip and shows the statue of Louis XIV in the center of this square.

It was a late spring day, mostly warm and sunny. Clouds kept blowing in every hour and covering the sun, so it never got too hot. Perfect for the walk we had in mind. Place Bellecour is part of the long finger of land between the rivers called the Presqu’île. We wandered north to see Bartholdi’s fountain in the Place de Terraux, and listened to the buskers around it. The little green “cushions” (coussins de Lyon) of marzipan filled with chocolate that we nibbled would have been much too sweet if it wasn’t for the coffee we had with it. Our walk brought us to the left bank of the Saône. Should we cross over and walk through the renaissance district on the right bank?

You can never say no to such a question. So we left the 19th century behind and walked into the old city. In the 15th century Lyon was a hotbed of strange ideas, disseminated through the new printing presses which the city adopted. If we’d arrived 575 years earlier, we would have been caught in the middle of an uprising against the royal bureaucrats and excessive taxation. Fortunately, things settled down, and the next couple of centuries as a prosperous center of trade in spice and silk gave rise to the parts we walked through. We found the traboules, a warren of passageways below the old houses which led us away from the river. Beautiful renaissance era buildings rose in a close mass above them.

This part of the town was quite full of museums. We would come back another day to see them. For the moment we climbed upwards to an old amphitheater on a slope that overlooked this part of the city. From up there we had a nice view over the city which had grown for two and a half millennia outwards from a little military garrison of the Mediterranean empire which called itself Roman. Walking on towards a restaurant which we’d picked for dinner, I took a photo of the Basilica of Fourviere reflected in the window of a Renault parked on the road. It was quite a memorable walk, we thought as we talked about our travels over dinner last night.


By I. J. Khanewala

I travel on work. When that gets too tiring then I relax by travelling for holidays. The holidays are pretty hectic, so I need to unwind by getting back home. But that means work.


  1. HI, IJ. Like Jo, I was amazed that you had an easy connection from Mumbai. It looks like a wonderful city to visit. I’ve been to a few small towns in France and really enjoyed our time there. How long did you stay in Lyon? I’m impressed that you took great photos with jet lag!

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    1. Thanks. The jet lag between India and Europe is about that between DC and LA, not large at all. Lyon is the third largest town in France, and our three nights there seemed too little time for all that we could have done.

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  2. I chime in with the others – fast and easy connections! And a memorable walk I am sure – thank you for joining in. And a quick reminder of how it used to be traveling…

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  3. I was in Lyon in 1991 but your post made me doubt it. I have zero memories, except of the Picasso owl statue seen in a museum. It was the first work of art of such an important artist that I saw in person. We came from Côte d’Azur and continued to the Loire castles and then to Paris. Three girls in a Renault 5 with the roof window, Pepsi light cans, toasted almonds and the Doors tape. My first parentless travel abroad. Ah, youth. Thank you for this memory. Your post is very evocative.

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  4. Lovely choice I.J., and of course a memorable event! I was in Lyon many, many years ago as a student in France. It’s a beautiful city and as you say, often overlooked. Your people photos are oh so very French! Excellent job capturing the spirit of the city.

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  5. I hope one day Air France will resume their direct flight from Paris to Jakarta again (the last time they flew to the Indonesian capital was in 2016) so I can take that flight, then take the TGV to Lyon to retrace your steps. As much as I love seeing the ‘big sights’, I also love visiting less popular places to get a better feel of a country/region. Exactly the reason why I’ve been intrigued by Lyon.

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    1. I hope you get to do it. In Lyon the star is food. I travelled in the days before smart phones, so it wasn’t possible to take photos of the food without making a big fuss over it. Otherwise I would have had a thousand photos, and enough material for ten posts.

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