True France

After Bordeaux, it was east to Lyon, France. This was supposed to be a short stop on my way to Italy. Yeah, right. I am going to quite even trying to act like I have a plan. Lyon was so relaxed I decided to stay a few days. Met some..you guessed it, Auzzies..and stayed in a hostel that sat on a hill overlooking the city. It had free wifi internet, power for recharging everything, a bar on the deck, and a laundry mat right up the street. Some wine, local beers, baguettes, crepes; life is good.
Plus, I was able to take a short bus ride 30 minutes south of Lyon (to Tain L’Hermitage) to see a stage of le Tour de France. It was interesting. Let’s just say it took a lot of planning and prep work, a good bit of time just waiting in anticipation, 45 seconds of excitement, then I found myself standing there wondering if it was really over that quickly. Something very cool I am glad I got to experience, but not quite as fulfilling as I had anticipated. You can draw whatever correlations you would like for this.