So after a week at work it was now time to explore. First I needed to join a salle de sports. With all these pastries I’ve been treating myself to it was time to do some excercise.
There is a branch of Neoness fitness right opposite the flat so I ventured in to try and join. It was a challenge for my French but after a free trial session I managed to enrol – although there was some confusion over the RIB – a bank account number in France which turned out to be the same as an IBAN in the UK so we got there.
Then it was off to Parc de la Tete d’Or. Recommended by my colleague Ali – who knows I like birdwathching – so I took my jumelles and headed there.
I wandered around – along with most of the rest of Lyon – as it was a lovely sunny day. People were playing boules, I saw plenty of birds – herons and cormorants and some greylag geese. And there was a woman cracking a whip repeatedly. I wasn’t the only one who found that strange judging by her admirers.
And as there is a zoo in the park I saw a family of giraffes as well.
On the way back home I passed a florists shop so popped in and bought a plant to make the flat a bit more homely. At least now I am not alone.
Thrown to (the) Lyon 