Following the first night of the fête des Lumièreslast weekend, I had a lazy morning in the Airbnb (it was incredibly comfy, that’s why) before I headed out around 11:00 to Part-Dieu to pick up another girl who would be staying at the Airbnb. We met up around 11:40 and we headed over to the flat where she could drop her belongings off.
I had the great opportunity to attend the fête des Lumières in Lyon this past weekend for three nights. From last year’s post, I had also attended, but it was only for one night: it was not enough time to see everything (or even close, really), so I was determined to stay longer this time– it turned out to be a good decision, because I managed to get more of the full experience that I hadn’t gotten back in 2016. In the end, I couldn’t ask for a better time than those nights filled with magic, wonderful people, and unforgettable memories.
Especially for many of us travelers, it can be difficult to find accommodation in a new city or country. Hotels might be ridiculously expensive or hostels just don’t exist (particularly in small towns). It’s not just a matter of getting to your destination safely, but also having a roof over your head for the night (and no, that doesn’t mean sleeping in the train station!).
Apart from the beach-y weather in the South Bay, I spent at least a good third of my childhood in the San Gabriel Valley. Commonly known as the “626” (its area code), this area is located in east Los Angeles which is known for its predominant Chinese-Vietnamese community. Although it’s not quite Chinatown, I would say that the 626 has felt more “authentically” Chinese when it came to the community.
When it comes to traveling alone, my *humble* beginnings as a solo traveler didn’t actually start until I was a full-fledged adult: it was my summer studying abroad in Paris during university that I experienced a newfound freedom, outside my parent’s supervision, to explore Paris and see so much of it: touristy and off-the-beaten-path alike. Fast-forward a year later when I started my first year as an assistante in Normandy, and that was when I made countless solo trips to a whopping fifteen countries– since then, I live for travel.