The Hike

We had one last breakfast with the Pollinis and then said goodbye, heading off for Lyon. We saw a Roman aqueduct  and played in this beautiful river, but then made our way into the city. Lyon is a pretty big city. It's also on a hill. A very large hill. Hill. Did I mention it was on a hill?

We couldn't drive up the hill to where the hostel was because all the roads we were trying to get on were one ways and do not enters.  So Robin, Seth, and I hopped out of the car and made our way up the mountain, sorry, hill. We made our way up this one street that was at a 75-80% incline-no lie. It felt good, but can you imagine carrying your luggage up that especially when the heavens were about to open and it was to down pour? Not fun. After about 30 mins of wondering, asking for help, and following our instinct, however, we made it to the hostel. There, however, we had to wait about another hour before we got our rooms and got everyone together. 

We went out after the rain calmed down a bit and headed towards the medieval city. There we saw the cathedral and all its glory. What was really cool was that the spot where the church was located had had a church of some sorts there since around 150 CE with a Roman Christian community living there. Cool, huh?

We then searched for a nice restaurant. Lyon apparently is known for its food, and I will vouch for that. We choose a spot, and ordered. I got escargot. Oh yes. And it was delicious. Mainly because they are SOAKED in butter. Yum. Can't go wrong there. 

I got to go for a run while in Lyon. I hadn't been running the entire trip (still haven't been since then but plan to change that in Les Eyzies), and was gettin' antsy, especially cause any abs that had thought about forming any kind of pack before the summer started have definitely retreated back and let the pudge and future truffle shufflers take over. Come on abs, unite! 

I went on a 30 min jog, running up and down the hill, but it was surprisingly not that difficult and I wasn't even sore, even with the hills. I guess that's a good thing because it means I'm in better shape than I thought, but I really wanted to feel something, the reward, from running. 

The hostel we stayed in had a lot of young folks and in our room we had these two girls from Australia named Cat and Abby who were really sweet. The hostel also had free wifi which was nice (I know, I know, I should have updated my blog then, but the road was calling).