After a short bike ride through the Park de la Tete D'Or on the Velo'V bikes for the first time (1 euro rental for the day!)...
...Meg & I headed downtown, where at Place Bellecour, the Ferris Wheel beckoned us to ride its golden spokes...
...so, we did.Afterward, we gorged on vin chaud (hot cider wine) and kebab sandwiches dripping with grease (which my brown boots managed to soak up without deliberation of their future ruined state).
Pushing through the thousands-strong crowd in the middle of downtown, we happened upon acrobats with death wishes, a church with its entire facade turned into a giant projection screen, and fire dancers performing along the river Saone...
Everywhere, candles were lit in windows, lights were hung in the streets.
Bands played in costume
while passersby crowded around with their plastic cups of vin chaud and nutella-drizzled waffles in a carnival atmosphere of uproarious fun and carefree community.
The entire city, transformed into a festival fairytale, bringing out the kid in each black-adorned Frenchie.
..."So, this is Lyon?" I think. "I think I'm in love."
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