Campanile - Lyon - Dardilly Porte De Lyon

I can hear the tick-tock from the clock in the kitchen and with each stroke I am reminded that I got to get up and get Julie from school in a few minutes. It also makes me think about time. Each day I have my routines and I know exactly how much time I need for everything. To get up and get dressed, to do the ironing, to leave to ...

There is something in our mechanics as humans that when one bad thing happens it all just comes tumbling down. When you play jenga the object of the game is to remove pieces while keeping the structure intact. If you compare our lives to the jenga game there are ones that can be easily removed: clothes, books, sometimes even certa...

I can hear the wind blowing heavily outside my window. Today is hazy and sprinkling lightly, not the most ideal weather for me but the rolling hills that make up the quaint town of Dardilly are solid proof that spring has finally arrived. Like a bear coming out of hibernation I feel that I am just waking up from the winter haze th...

The French lifestyle is something we all dream of from time to time. Its quaint countryside and rolling hills of vineyards, its good wine and cheese accompanied by equally good conversation, well that's all true but what you don’t ever hear people bragging about its how much fun the whole "simple life" is. I mean don’t...

Last week I saw a sign advertised around Dardilly to donate blood. I was so totally stoked and hoped that being a foreigner my blood wouldn't be rejected. So when the day came around I went down to the place where it was being held and was welcomed warmly. I arrived early and was surprised to see the turn out for blood donating in...

Our bus strolled into the Tour de Buis site on * lovely Sund*y *fternoon...Off the bus followed c*me migits (the 8 yr olds) *nd gi*nts (15 yr olds)...It's so e*sy to comm*nd respect when you're t*ller th*n cert*in kids, but when 15 yr olds *re *lmost * he*d t*ller th*n you *re, th*t's when you've got to put on your thinking c*p with figuring out...

Greetings from Lyon, France....and we learned how to pronounce it--Lee Own. It was a long driving day as we left Nice this morning and arrived in time to look around Lyon a bitg and then have dinner, which was a Flemish (believe it or not) variety of pizza. I think the delegates would agree it was delicious, much like our very thin wood fired pi...

Hier est fini, aujourd'hui je prépare les lendemains qui chantent la lyonnaise. On sait toutes très bien que c'est pas par les étudiants et les manifs géantes qu'on renverse un monde, mais du coup c'est quand même dans ces eaux-là que je nage le mieux, alors on discute on discute, on essaie de trouver un chemin pour faire éclater un peu de vie l...

The boy raced up the stair case ahead of me, his toy car running parallel on the marble railing. I stifled a laugh as I eyed his mother, too busy taking pictures of the angel statue welcoming you, to notice her son's play. I smiled at the boy as I sidestepped him to enter the church in Lyon’s Basilica Notre-Dame de Fourvière.

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September 24 Waaaaahh sadly we needed to wake up early and pack. After that we got our paycheck, 2180,50 French Franc woohoo! + 2 wines bottle. The annoying fact is that I know need to carry them! The owner brought us all to Belleville Train station and once in Lyon everyone splitted up. I went directly to the youth hostel (avoiding paying the m...