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Phoenix in Lyon

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July 31st 2022 Sunday
Went to the Monastery near ibis, entry was 9.50 euros each. I don't know if it was worth it. A very rich woman, just built extravagant tombs for her husband, mom in law and herself.  She also built a church and only thirty monks have stayed there, and it's just a museum now. Looks grand, but I felt it wasn't worth visiting. Give me the rolling hills and the tree lined avenues any day over extravagant monuments. 
Here's the monastery...
This is the church or chapel...
Where I had to take a picture like this...
This marbled dog looks nice and peaceful...
These are the extravagant tombs...
Pretty arched corridor...
Pretty sculpture...
Just me in a mirror that needs to be cleaned...
A girl holding a skull...
The description of the picture...
An interesting bas relief sculpture...
The corresponding description...
 
The trees stand out in this painting...
And the description...
This was intriguing...
The description is here...
The courtyard...
The monastery...
The colourfully tiled roof stands out...
After walking around the monastery, we went back to the hotel, packed and left. 
Stopped at a restaurant, La comedie to have lunch. 
I ate some pesto pasta that hardly had any pesto, but I was hungry so ate it. 
This looks like some fish, my brother probably ate this...
Then drove to Lyon and reached, le Phenix, our hotel and it's so beautiful! A recently renovated place and every little detail is thought out. 
The foyer...
Me and Nam stayed here...
Glass water bottles...
A charming lounge...
The staircase...
Le Phenix... cute place.
We got ready and went to church, walked a while to reach St. George church, (church 21) where there was a Latin mass in the old style. A handicapped person came there and it brought tears to my eyes. How the parents (I guess) were watching over him, trying to make him comfortable and taking him for communion. I wondered if this was a way to live... the adolescent boy was strapped to a special inclined chair, he would make guttural sounds with jerky movements, and his parents would lean in and try to make him comfortable. This looked like one of the severe cases (I worked in a special school for a few years and they have categories like mild, moderate, severe and acute) and I couldn't help but wonder about life, god, karma, creation, the cycle of existence...
Then walked to Vieux Lyon and it was good to see the old sights again, just strolled around. 
Nice slogan... Live, Laugh, Love, Leave.
Ate wonderful ice cream for 4 euros in amorino, a petit cup. 
My sister took some cold coffee, I think...
Then walked to Le Touarage, a lively place, for dinner.
 I ate Tzatziki and it was lovely. Tzatziki is a salted yogurt and cucumber dip that's made with strained yogurt, shredded cucumber, olive oil, garlic, lemon juice, salt, and herbs. 
My father had some falafel with salad...
I don't know what this is... I think my sister ate this.
This is some lamb, my mom had this...
This was our old spot, where we stayed in 2017.
Lyon on a Sunday summer night... the air is pleasant and buzzing with activity.
Walked back to the beautiful hotel...
 and now going to sleep. (I jot down the things we did everyday on my phone, so it's easier to blog about it later... that's why the present tense sneaks in.) Tomorrow we use the funicular to go to the church at the top of the hill. 
 

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