Ah, Lyon… as much energy as emotion, so well conveyed by Guignol and Madelon.
By day, Place Bellecour, so full of intuition, the thousand smells and the “bouchons”; from the quays of the Saône to the quays of the Rhône, joyful, I’m strolling along the traboules of the Old Lyon.
Then, later, all the lights come on at last, quickly turned into so many beams, so many neon lights, although ephemeral, and light up the city as one.
I’m going home soon, my trip is coming to an end. But one thing is sure, I’m bringing back in my suitcase the confidence, the affection, the quenelles, the pralines, this beautiful scented candle and my memories.