This place came at the recommendation of many. We knew Paris would be big and beautiful, so we wanted to make a point so see another city in France for a more subtle experience. Queue, Lille (pronounced "Lee")
Our hostel was right in the heart of town and being in a city that was so easily to navigate was a nice change after four days of ten mile walks. After a meal, more exploring and a little nap we headed out into the night. We grabbed burgers, but not before having the "nachos" with "guacamole". Note to self: don't bother with the Mexican food in Europe. Let's just say the nachos were melted cheese and strange globs of avocado. After, we slid into a bar called the "Drug Store". Sharing a Colorado bond with the bartender, Woody may have scored a little bit of bonus whiskey.
We only had one full day here before our next destination. We set off to find some culture at the Maisons Foile (a free multi-unit local artist space) and then found a local indoor market. We juiced up with our favorite drink (Lemon + ginger) then headed back to town to the Beaux Arts Museum. The rooms were large and colorful, which I appreciated. Sometimes the all-white look gets repetitive. BUT, they were featuring a cartoonist throughout the whole museum and integrated his work on other exhibits by projecting overtop, or next to, paintings and sculptures in a pretty humorous way. Most noticeably, "drawing" on a naked man statue (because *giggle*)
We wanted our last evening in a French town to go out with a BANG so we did it by indulging into some wine, escargot (it's good so let's stop ew-ing collectively), and the most immaculate charcuterie platter ever. No stone was left unturned.
It was a bumpin' Friday night, but as our trip began to wind down we knew we'd need the energy for a Saturday night in our next city.
Next Up: Amsterdam, The Netherlands
I bet his composition was better, but I had better subject matter.
The boys club. Woody re-affirming his chess skills.
Wowza. Wowza. Heaven on a slate.