Lyon specific inanity, city built like a roller coaster, constant ups and downs crossing two of the biggest rivers of France. Urban mountaineering is the Gourguillon slope, like a Tour de France stage finish at the very top of a mountain. Medieval architecture, cobblestone street deserted by taxis. One only way to climb up to the top of the Fourvière hill: walking.
At the very top of the Gourguillon slope, perched at around 290 meters is the hotel Le Gourguillon, not very far from the summit. In the past, the city’s Roman forum was up there, in a far-off time where Lyon was still called Lugdunum. On this hill are strewn the ruins of the Empire, from the mausoleum to the theater through the Odeon. There, the view is spectacular: mini-Eiffel tower from a side, panorama of the city to the other.
An exhausting journey, then here am I, in the Papillote suite of the Gourguillon hotel. Sitting, exposing myself to a few sunbeams Lyon usually offers, I’m giving myself up to reading, then fall asleep in this peaceful and suitable place for a midday nap.
T-shirt : Quatre Cent Quinze
Belt : ASOS
Sneakers : National Standard
Watch : Lip
Suitcase : Louis Vuitton
Thanks to hôtel Le Gourguillon for such a warm welcome. For this shooting we were in the Papillotte suite.