Lyon can be characterised by orange roofs and shallow steps, I conclude. The passers-by are more polite than the North. They greet you as you pass them by. There is a huge population of school-going children and teenage athletes. A stark contrast compared to the retiring population I noticed in Nice. There were quite a number of excursions going on when I was there.
Essential the old part of Lyon. Lyon is split into the new and the old. Whatever impression I had of Lyon was immediately challenged the minute I stepped into the quarters of View Lyon. Streets were lined only with cobblestones. They were removed and replaced with concrete/ cement because in the past, people used to pluck these stones out from the ground during the war to hurl and attack others.
If not for reaching out to a local, I would have never found the Traboules that hid so inconspicuously between those brick houses, much less sneak into them. Inside, it was a whole new world. It resembled a little like walking into a cave, only to be greeted by traditional houses. The traboules are characterised by narrow and steep steps that curve upwards (like walking up Rapunzel’s dungeon). I don’t remember feeling so excited in my entire time here when I discovered this local residence that half resembled a dungeon and half like the Singapore houses in the 70s.
Because Soumaya wanted to introduce me to local Lyonnais food, we entered this restaurant that served 3-course that was on offer! Baguette goes with every meal. Onion soup is common in France. It’s really sweet and thick. Nothing I tasted in Singapore.
Read: Where to Eat in Lyon
Classed a Unesco World Heritage Site in 1998, it offers the highest viewpoint of Lyon. In the picture below across the river sits the modern side of Lyon. Vieux (old) Lyon is directly under the hill.
Galo-Roman Theatre ruins
It is actually rather pretty from the top of this theatre. Brick walls that have chipped or broken down in asymmetrical heights offer a natural beauty of its own. It would have been so fun to climb. It’s so serene to simply sit on the walls and gaze at the vast land beneath you.
Instead of turning back to familiar sightings I decided to walk ahead. Surely there’d be a path back, I thought. The deeper I went, the more residential it looked and the quieter it felt. Guess what! I spotted this playground. It was so classic, I had to snap a picture of it. 🙂
I got lost while attempting a roundabout. Fear not, I had a map at hand. The route was going downhill and I thought, no way will I be climbing back up to take the metro down. An equivalent to 2 or 3 stops of the metro later, I reappeared back at the foot of the hill, where the modern Lyon resides.
I walked more. And I discovered a whole lot more.
If you haven’t heard me mention about my fascination for colourful houses, I’m showing them again.
Along Montée de la Grande-Côté, up the shallow, sloping flight of stairs lay rows after rows of houses in every imaginable pastel colour. I was bubbling with joy inside. If I were Spiderman, I would climb up and down these roofs of terraces, just for the fun of it. Continuing upwards, you will reach Croix-Rousse plateau, which offers a view from a height of the steps you’ve conquered, and the beautiful row of colourful houses.
A chocolate shop with classic wooden adornments in its interior. 🙂
25-26 Feb 2015
1 day, 2 nights
Accommodation: Courtesy of Soumaya
Paris-Lyon SGD 47