Macon, France was our second reason for choosing Lyon as a destinations. Macon is about 30 minutes by train outside of Lyon. It is also where P’s paternal grandmother is from and since we were making the trip to France we thought it would be neat to see her hometown. Macon was larger than expected and more metropolitan. There were tons of shops and restaurants, it was very charming. Take a look:
It is like being in a Monet painting.
This bridge is the Pont Saint-Laurent, and was one of the few bridges in the area that was not destroyed during the Second World War. I took tons of pictures of this bridge. P’s parents gave us a plate with a painting of this bridge done by his grandmother, so I really wanted a good picture.
Lunch in Macon at Le Bouchacourt
The small white fish were wonderful…you just eat them whole. We also had frog legs which came out steaming hot, in a garlicky butter sauce…amazing and you get as many servings as you want. I also learned the proper way to eat frog legs is with your fingers…as so instructed by our table of translators. This was the only time that language was a barrier, but the table beside us was more than helpful. Our gracious translators happened to own a hotel in the area-Hostellerie Chateau de la Barge. I would highly recommend looking it up if you want to stay in the area. Considering how helpful they were to strangers interrupting their lunch, I can’t image the service you would get at the hotel. We did not plan ahead for lunch, we decided we wanted to eat by the river and Le Bouchacourt stood out because when we passed earlier the owner along with her granddaughter was setting the tables . I think we made a great choice.
We could not have asked for a better day, it was just perfect.