I am off on another of my artist’s adventures combining some cat sitting with a trip to Lyon.
First let me introduce you to Ciboulette, a charming little thing with a grumpy meow and a questioning pose due to an accident involving a terrace on the first floor and a bad landing. Anyway here she is saying ‘allo to Henri who insisted on accompanying me again. Bless him, he knows I really should not be left to my own devices for too long.
All seems to be going well now, following a rush visit to the vet before I arrived as she had not been eating. I’m glad to report she is now and I just have the joyous task of giving her some Vmedication. Whoopee.
Anyway, yesterday was my first real day here and I decided to just set off in any old direction and see where my feet took me. That turned out to be quite an adventure, but first...French markets. What is it about French markets which seem to draw me like a magnet and can keep me entertained for quite some time. This turned out to be one of the biggest and most comprehensive food markets I have seen in France. Stretching the whole length of the Boulevard de la Croix Rousse which seems to be about 1 kilometer and there was enough there for the most discerning marketeer, including my friend Cathey. The market boasts local and organic produce and is part of Lyon’s UNESCO world heritage site and is there every day except Monday.
Lyon has two rivers, the Rhone and the Saone. It also has two hills, Fourviere and la Croix-Rousse, the Boulevard de la Croix Rousse is a five minute walk from where I am staying in the 4th arrondissement.
Below are a few photographs. This isn’t the first time I have gone snap happy in the market and I don’t suppose it will be the last. Enjoy the colours.
Next : more about my first day out ‘sans’ agenda, which took me down hill, over the Soane and guess what? Back up hill again and it was HOT.