Day 10, the end




Friday, May 31, Day 10 ... Also World No Tobacco Day

We woke before 6 a.m. and were on our way well before 7. We caught a TGV for the shortest trip ever. The trains sometime start from Lyon-Perrache (where we were) and make their way in 8 minutes to the Part-Dieu station (where we’d catch the shuttle for the airport). 

The shuttle, which is a tram in the city and a train at the airport, ran smoothly over its grassy tracks.

We saw lots of construction, too. Lyon has some interesting architecture and will soon have more.

We were in plenty of time for our plane, and because I was getting the wheelchair treatment, we got on first. Our seats were 2 in a central row of 3, and we were hoping not to have a third person. One turned up, though, with odd luggage. It wasn’t until he was moved up to a seat near his wife that I realized he had a kitten in a carrier!  I moved to the empty seat.  The flight was long but we napped, read, watched some movies, etc. In Montreal, I was very glad for the wheelchair service, as the incoming and outgoing gates were very, very far apart. At least we had enough time, this time!

(It’s 2:30 now, and our flight to Ottawa leaves at 3:10, so we’re catching up on news and email (and this blog). We had some Montreal smoked meat for lunch, continuing to sample the regional delicacies! )

 WNTD Bonus:
Here are a few tobacco ads I noticed in Germany:




The short flight to Ottawa was unremarkable and our bags were waiting for us on the luggage carousel. We tucked them in for the shuttle ride to the parking lot.
Big and little bags there were brand new two weeks ago! They worked hard and well.



We came through rush hour traffic, but mostly against the flow. And when we got home, we found our new driveway was 99% complete, and looking better than ever!















Our porch flowers looked great, thanks to neighbourly watering. 


Tulips, irises and forget-me-nots were all blooming.





It was a great vacation, but there's no place like home! 

The End

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  1. MMHarrison1 June 2019 at 01:07

    Enjoyed reading about your travels and many adventures. Joe wonders which airline flies the Montreal to Lyon route. And I wonder how a kitten was allowed to make the journey? Xxx Mary

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