Lyon is an old city. The city centre is dominated by narrow streets flanked by beautiful old buildings complete with iconic French shutters on the windows. Big, heavy wooden doors open into courtyards where stone spiral staircases weave up to apartments. The varying states of gentle decay add to the charm.
I have lived most of my life in Australian cities where most buildings and structures were built in the last 100 years. Being suddenly surrounded by Lyon’s old facades sometimes feels a little unreal, like I’m living on a film set.
Walking along the main streets surrounded by crowds and modern glass store fronts, it can be easy to forget that the stores are housed in ancient buildings, until you look up.