A Feminist's "Fêtes" en France: One more post for the day...

It's about 9 o'clock here, but still pretty early in the afternoon... 3 in Cincinnati, and 2 in St. Louis, if my calculations are correct.. First, have fun! to everyone who's returning to STL for the spring semester. I'm missing campus and all of you already. Party it up for me. :) Second... just thought I'd write a bit to tell you all about my day today! Since my other posts...

I decided to just walk around town a bit. I went to places that I've already been, so I didn't explore anything new, but I also didn't get lost. I took the long way to the Rue de la Republique again, and just walked around and looked at everything on my way. I ended up walking south from the Hotel de Ville down to the train station closest to my house. I went into a few of the stores that were open today (as much is closed on Sunday, except I found that a fair number of stores on the main stretch were open). In one of the stores, I set the alarm off on my way in. This is the second time this has happened to me in five days. Apparently it's my thing. It's always fun trying to communicate with the security guard (in French) that I don't have anything that should set the alarm off. And then having to tell them that I'm leaving, but don't have anything illegal in my purse, and setting the store alarm off again. It's always something, I swear.

Anywaayyyys, nothing too exciting, just strolling the streets of Lyon! I took a screenshot of the city on Google maps so you all have an idea of the places I'm talking about.

Vieux Lyon-Quarantaine is where I'm living, on the east side of the Saone river (on the left). The presqu'ile is the part in the middle that's in between the two rivers. The Saone is the river on the left; the Rhone is on the right. And my university is on the east side of the Rhone. The "A" marker is a little bit north of where the Rue de la Republique is; if you can find the square of open land just above the "2e arr." text, that's the Place Bellecour - the 2e arr. is the "deuxieme arrondisement," or the 2nd neighborhood of the city. Each city is broken up by "arrondisement." And the Fourviere is the basilica that's on top of the hill in a few of my pictures.

So, the rest of my night consisted of walking around, deciding that I wanted to buy a bottle of wine for the night since my family's gone, finding said wine at a corner store close to home, and making myself dinner. Dinner was an interesting feat, because the directions were all in French... but I made some sort of beef/hamburger thing? and "pommettes." Pomme de terre is a potato, so these are like little potato rounds of some sort. Dinner complete with le fromage et le pain - cheese and bread, of course, and an orange to top it off. I'm no lyonnaise chef, but it was pas mal, as the French would say!