Another morning, another attempt to cycle to work. But I encountered a new issue.
I tried to restart the app but no joy. So yet another mad dash for the T1. I didn’t have a ticket and thought about risking travelling without but decided getting arrested wouldn’t be a good look with my new employees.
So I quickly bought a carnet of tickets and they printed out just in time to jump on the tram. I stamped my ticket and then was confronted by a phalanx of ticket inspectors. The first ones I had ever seen. But the buying a ticket decision turned out to be a great one.
Thrown to (the) Lyon 