Solo Adventure in Lyon: A Journey of Culture and Cuisine

Whispers of Old Lyon

Today was a journey into the heart of Lyon's history, a day where I felt like I was peeling back layers of time. From the hidden traboules to the majestic cathedral, every corner held a story waiting to be discovered. It’s days like these that remind me why I love to travel – the chance to connect with a place on a deeper level, to feel its pulse and understand its soul.

My day began, as most good days do, with breakfast. I ventured to ART Restaurant Lyon, a place I'd read about that promised a delightful start to the morning. The aroma of freshly baked bread and strong coffee filled the air as I stepped inside. I opted for a classic French breakfast: a pain au chocolat and a café au lait. The pastry was flaky and buttery, the chocolate rich and decadent – a perfect indulgence to fuel my explorations.

After breakfast, I set off to explore the famed traboules of Vieux Lyon. These secret passageways, unique to Lyon, were once used by silk workers to transport their precious fabrics, sheltered from the rain and prying eyes. Finding the entrances was like embarking on a treasure hunt. Some were hidden behind unassuming doors, others tucked away in courtyards. As I stepped into the first traboule, I was immediately transported to another world. The cool, dim light, the ancient stone walls, the sense of mystery – it was all incredibly captivating.


Discover the hidden traboules of Vieux Lyon, a network of historical passageways showcasing the city's rich heritage and architectural beauty.

I wandered through several traboules, each with its own distinct character. Some were narrow and winding, others opened into grand courtyards with ornate fountains. I imagined the silk workers hurrying through these passages, their footsteps echoing through the centuries. It was easy to get lost in the labyrinthine network, but that was part of the fun. With each turn, I discovered something new: a hidden staircase, a centuries-old inscription, a glimpse of a secret garden.

Emerging from the traboules, I found myself in the heart of Vieux Lyon, surrounded by Renaissance architecture and bustling streets. My next destination was the Cathédrale Saint-Jean-Baptiste, a magnificent cathedral that has stood for centuries. The cathedral's Gothic façade was imposing, its intricate details a testament to the skill of the artisans who built it. As I stepped inside, I was immediately struck by the grandeur of the space. Sunlight streamed through the stained-glass windows, casting colorful patterns on the stone floor. The soaring arches and vaulted ceilings created a sense of awe and reverence.


Explore the stunning Cathédrale Saint-Jean-Baptiste in Lyon, a breathtaking blend of Gothic and Romanesque architecture, steeped in history and beauty.

I wandered through the cathedral, admiring the artwork and architecture. The astronomical clock, a masterpiece of engineering, was particularly impressive. I spent some time in quiet contemplation, reflecting on the history and significance of this sacred place. It's moments like these that make me appreciate the beauty and richness of human culture.

Travel is more than seeing sights; it's about experiencing the stories etched into the stones and whispered through the passageways.

For lunch, I decided to try Chez Grand-Mère, a traditional Lyonnais restaurant known for its hearty, home-style cooking. The restaurant was cozy and inviting, with checkered tablecloths and walls adorned with vintage photographs. I ordered the quenelle, a local specialty made from creamed fish or chicken, served in a rich sauce. It was a comforting and satisfying meal, the perfect antidote to the chill of the March air. As I savored each bite, I felt a sense of connection to the Lyonnais people and their culinary traditions.


Experience authentic French cuisine at Chez Grand-Mère, where tradition meets warmth in the heart of Lyon.

After lunch, I continued my exploration of Vieux Lyon, wandering through its charming streets and browsing the shops. I found a small boutique selling handmade soaps and perfumes, and I couldn't resist buying a few souvenirs for Fatoumata and the kids. I also stumbled upon a bookstore specializing in rare and antique books. As a lover of literature, I was in heaven. I spent hours browsing the shelves, admiring the beautiful bindings and imagining the stories contained within those pages.

As the afternoon drew to a close, I decided to seek out a bit of liquid refreshment. I had heard whispers of L' Antiquaire, a cocktail bar known for its expertly crafted drinks and sophisticated ambiance. Tucked away on a quiet side street, the bar exuded an air of exclusivity and old-world charm. Stepping inside, I was immediately enveloped in a dimly lit, intimate space. The walls were lined with antique mirrors and vintage photographs, the plush velvet seating beckoned me to relax, and the soft murmur of conversation created an atmosphere of hushed elegance. I settled into a comfortable armchair and perused the extensive cocktail menu, a tome filled with intriguing concoctions and classic recipes.


Experience the essence of Lyon's cocktail culture at L' Antiquaire, where creativity and ambiance blend for an unforgettable night out.

After careful consideration, I opted for a Sazerac, a New Orleans classic made with rye whiskey, absinthe, Peychaud's Bitters, and a touch of sugar. The bartender, a dapper gentleman with a neatly trimmed beard, expertly crafted my drink with a flourish. As I took my first sip, I was immediately transported to the vibrant streets of the French Quarter. The complex flavors of the rye whiskey, the subtle anise notes of the absinthe, the bitter-sweetness of the Peychaud's – it was a symphony of tastes that danced on my palate. I savored each sip, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me.

For dinner, I had made a reservation at Le Bouchon des Cordeliers, a traditional Lyonnais bouchon. These bouchons are more than just restaurants; they are cultural institutions, serving up hearty, authentic Lyonnais cuisine in a convivial atmosphere. Le Bouchon des Cordeliers was no exception. As I stepped inside, I was greeted by the warm and inviting atmosphere, the lively chatter of diners, and the tantalizing aromas of traditional dishes. The walls were adorned with vintage posters and photographs, the tables were set with checkered tablecloths, and the air was filled with a sense of bonhomie.


Discover the heart of Lyon's culinary scene at Le Bouchon des Cordeliers - where traditional French cuisine meets warm hospitality.

I settled into my seat and perused the menu, a selection of classic Lyonnais specialties. I decided to start with the salade lyonnaise, a hearty salad made with frisée lettuce, bacon lardons, croutons, and a poached egg. The salad was rich and flavorful, the perfect introduction to the meal. For my main course, I opted for the andouillette, a traditional sausage made from pork intestines. It's not for the faint of heart, but I was feeling adventurous. The andouillette was pungent and flavorful, with a unique texture that I found surprisingly appealing. It was served with a side of potatoes gratin, creamy and decadent.

As I ate, I struck up a conversation with the couple sitting next to me. They were locals, and they were happy to share their knowledge of Lyonnais cuisine and culture. We talked about the best bouchons in town, the history of the andouillette, and the importance of preserving culinary traditions. It was a delightful exchange, and it made me feel like I was truly part of the Lyonnais community.

The day had been a whirlwind of sights, sounds, and flavors. From the hidden traboules to the majestic cathedral, from the hearty quenelle to the adventurous andouillette, I had experienced the best of Lyon's culture and cuisine. As I walked back to L’Académie Hôtel Lyon, I felt a sense of gratitude for the opportunity to explore this beautiful city.


Experience the charm of Lyon at L’Académie Hôtel, where comfort meets convenience. Perfectly situated for exploring the city's rich history and culture.

Back at the hotel, I couldn't help but reflect on how much I was enjoying this solo journey. There's a certain freedom that comes with traveling alone, a chance to connect with a place on your own terms. I missed Fatoumata and the kids, of course, but I knew that they would be proud of me for embracing this adventure.

Tomorrow, I plan to visit the Musée Cinéma et Miniature and explore the La Croix-Rousse district, known for its silk-weaving history. I might even do some shopping at Atelier de soierie - BROCHIER SOIERIES. I’m also looking forward to trying Petit Ogre for breakfast, L'Alsacien Lyon - Bar à Flammekueche - for lunch, and Jérémy Galvan for dinner. It promises to be another day filled with discovery and delight.

As I drifted off to sleep, I couldn't help but smile. Lyon had captured my heart, and I knew that I would never forget my time in this magical city.