As much as I didn't want to go, I waved a sad goodbye to Beynac and the beautiful Dordogne as our little Peugeot (Pug) sped us eastward toward the busy town of Lyon.

The sky opened up on us the whole way. 

A reflection of how I was feeling, maybe?

A quick stop of only one night saw us holed up at the Hotel Royal located in the heart of Lyon.

Tres beau! This hotel is exquisite and so very, very French.

If my suitcase was bigger, I'd have taken everything I saw with me.

I did nab the slippers.