Deb got here a few hours before Rob and chose to have a bit of an explore before the room was ready, and Rob arrived on the bike.
Speaking of the bike, sh@t, that was a long way! Rob must be getting old as he distinctly remembers doing nearly twice that distance in a day when he was younger and not being as knackered as he was today. He felt like he needed his knees replacing.
We went for a wander around the town, and as usual, most things in France are closed despite the fact that it is a Saturday night. We ended up stopping and having an ice cream and cold lemonade and shopping in a C&A store. Remember C&A?
Deb decided that she wanted an apple juice. “Step aside” said Rob “I’ve got this covered, I have a three year streak on Duolingo learning French”
In France, they call this a Boules court. Back in Chester, our cats call it a toilet.
Rob was not 100% sure if filtering is legal in France but decided to have a go anyway. Apparently from January 2025 motorway filtering is legal but only under certain circumstances.
We finally met up in Lyon, wow it was hot, southern France was under going a heat wave https://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/europe/heatwave-europe-uk-france-spain-italy-greece-wildfires-latest-updates-b2778706.html
The cover is nothing to do with potential rain, it is to stop the bike me melting ðŸ«
We went for a wander around the town, and as usual, most things in France are closed despite the fact that it is a Saturday night. We ended up stopping and having an ice cream and cold lemonade and shopping in a C&A store. Remember C&A?
We were concerned we were not going to find anywhere to have a beer. We need not have worried, as we managed to find the beating heart of this Lyon suburb.
Deb decided that she wanted an apple juice. “Step aside” said Rob “I’ve got this covered, I have a three year streak on Duolingo learning French”
“Une juice pomme de terre s’il vous plaît” he stated with some confidence much to the amusement of the staff behind the bar. He had just ordered a potato juice.
Having failed miserably, he went for the loo from Little Britain approach, “I’ll have that one” using the universal language of pointing.
Having failed miserably, he went for the loo from Little Britain approach, “I’ll have that one” using the universal language of pointing.
While we’re in this bar, Rob said to Deb how nice it would be to have a barbecue outside right now with a beer. We were clearly gifted this evening as we walked Next Door and hey Presto they were selling beer and we’re cooking a barbecue.
Late this evening we joined a stag do. Check this fella out fair due to him he looks like something out of Flashdance. We bought him a drink and watch them pay boules all night getting slowly more more pissed
The stag do group nickname Rob ‘English ’ and it stuck for the rest of the evening.
In France, they call this a Boules court. Back in Chester, our cats call it a toilet.
