Walking hurriedly through the city square, I skirted the narrow walkway dodging the pedestrians while simultaneously glimpsing the diversity of their facial expressions, something which never ceased to amaze me. The smell of cigarettes and croissants, mingled with the aroma of coffee and sound of traffic as the city stirred from its slumber. Suddenly, I found myself standing by a riverbank. The transition was amazing. On one side of the river, cafes, bookshops and artisans peddled their wares. In stark contrast, across the bridge, archaic buildings, with beautiful facades reflected the creative splendour of the Renaissance mysteriously lined the river.
Nice photos of Lyon. It’s the city I come from, and the city that I enjoy photographing the most! I like your series on the city a lot.
Bonjour Pierre,
C’est avec plaisir que je montre ces photos. Lyon est une ville vraiment belle et extraordinaire. Merci pour votre commentaire.