After our recent Basque Country of Spain and France tour ended, we stayed on a few more days in Bilbao, then headed back to France. First stop: Lyon! We’re excited to experience a city new to us.
Tuesday, October 3. We’re flying to Lyon, so after breakfast we finished packing, walked to the more commercial center of Bilbao where we caught the airport bus. There was a very long line at the Iberia counter, but it moved quickly, and security was a breeze. We had a surprisingly good jamon sandwich at “Foodies” in the airport. It was the best jamon (or ham of any variety) that we had had since our trip to Spain 10 years ago. And the server suggested the local txakolí wine, which went perfectly with the jamon.
We had to change planes in Madrid; that was not a pleasant experience. We were rushed for time, security made me take off my boots, Stan had to surrender his corkscrew, and for some reason we both misread the departures board, and were frantically looking for a gate that didn’t exist. We finally found another departures board, and headed to the opposite end of the airport. We did make it in time, barely, but the glow had gone off the day.
The flight was uneventful, but once we arrived at the airport in Lyon we again had minor but annoying problems. We couldn’t find where to board the Rhone Express into town, and the ticket machine wouldn’t take my debit card. We got past that and finally found the right train. We had to change to a metro line after arriving in town; that went smoothly. Our instructions said to take Metro line A to the end of the line, then exit the station. We had to laugh when we did, because although I was dreading trying to follow the convoluted instructions from Google maps on how to get to our hotel, I glanced up slightly to our left, and saw the hotel’s sign! Right there! Not even a half a block away.
We had booked a room at the Hôtel des Remparts, which I reviewed here: https://community.ricksteves.com/travel-forum/france-reviews/hotel-des-remparts-lyon Suffice it to say we enjoyed everything about the hotel (especially the local cheeses at breakfast.) Oh, except my debit card wouldn’t work again, even though it had worked just a short time before when I bought Metro tickets.
By the time we arrived and checked in, it was already evening. Fortunately, I had emailed the hotel a few days previously, and asked them to make a dinner reservation at a nearby restaurant for us. They chose the Café Micheline, 14 Place Carnot, just across from the hotel. We were early for our reservation, so we walked the long way around, getting a feel for our new neighborhood. Lots of students, lots of places to get a drink or a light meal. On later outings we spent more time walking through the Place itself, enjoying watching the families in the playground or the residents just relaxing in the park-like Place Carnot. Lovely.
Dinner was good; I just ordered a starter, paté en croute, and the serving was large enough that I was glad I hadn’t ordered a main. Stan had good roast lamb with potatoes and vegetables. We shared a bottle of wine, then enjoyed coffee before going back to our room. The service was very good, as well, although some people might object to the limited menu.