Blogging and having kids that are on vacation are just not compatible; trying to write anything reasonably coherent (or at least complete sentences) with one of the kids (usually Vio)yelling every 5 seconds that her sisters are bothering her, touching her, or even breathing in her vicinity, is darn near impossible. I was two lines away from achieving the impossible, when one last interruption made me turn away from the computer to see what was going on, and when I turned back and started typing again I realized that all except the first few lines and the last sentence was gone. All my pictures and text had just vanished, and Blogger's #%$&!*@ (oops, I mean wonderful) auto save function made sure I'd never get it back again. So, let's start over...The kids are at the pool, so maybe this time I'll actually get a decent post out....Let's see...what was this post going to be about...Oh, right, our vacation....
Our first stop was Lyon to visit our French Connection friends (after 900 km in the car with 3 kids - and we didn't go completely crazy...Okay, maybe a little, but we're back to normal now...Well, as normal as possible for us) . Lyon is not the first place one might think of when planning a trip to France, in fact most people just drive past it on their way to other, more exciting (?) destinations, but we were pleasantly surprised by all it had to offer. Since a picture is worth a thousand words, instead of trying to sum up this enchanting city by writing about it, I'll just put up some of my favorite photos (and save myself from carpal tunnel syndrome in the process).
Lyon is filled with amazing murals like this one...They make you just want to walk right in. This one is the Mur des Canuts (Silk workers' wall) which was just near our friends' house in the Croix-Rousse.
Visit to an old silk factory...Actually, this was in the shop next to the museum, so I came away with some fabulous silk scarves. (Shopping!...How could I resist?)
We had lunch at the Interpol (don't ask me how, that information is Top Secret). It was certainly an interesting experience to say the least. We felt a bit like suspects from the way we were scrutinized at the door (Did they know I cut the tag off my mattress...Whew! I guess not!), but once we got to the cafeteria it was like any other workplace (except for all the languages flying around, which made it seem like we were at the UN), but don't even try getting in here unless you know someone who works here...unless maybe you're James Bond.
I found this statue just outside the Interpol and thought of our favorite Ice Queen.
This is one car chase that didn't turn out so well (Okay, so we didn't actually see any car chases - This is the entrance to the contemporary art museum that was near the Interpol).
The impressive Tete d’or Park.
Jesús with our friend S. under an incredibly old Japanese maple tree. This is a rare photo indeed, since Jesús is always the one who takes the pictures.
Well, that's enough for now, I don't want anyone to suffer from the blog overload that comes with extra-long posts (or worse yet, people running like mad to get away from my boring vacation pics). I'll be back soon with part two (let's see how many posts about our vacation can I get away with before everybody gets bored and leaves) of our trip soon. In the meantime I hope the Interpol isn't investigating me for using the word Interpol so much. They might think this blog is a cover for some type of terrorist activity -I'm afraid they'll be highly disappointed; this is one of the tamest blogs around (except for the occasional irreverent comment about the Church, some naughty jokes, and gossip about my fellow townsmen).