I woke up without an alarm this morning to the most peaceful view of the Saône River. We were docked in the small town of Trévoux, and the scenery just outside my wall of windows was too beautiful to ignore. I thought I might go back to sleep—but instead, I played some soft music, soaked in the view, and started the day slowly and gratefully.
Breakfast was its own little joy. Remy and I had a light fruit salad (and isn’t fruit always better when someone else has cut it up?), a steaming pot of tea, a couple of warm apple Danishes, and my absolute favorite—Avalon’s eggs Benedict, made with farm-fresh eggs. One of the things I love most about Avalon Waterways is how thoughtful they are with every detail. Even our table had a tiny trash can for tea bags and used sugar packets. It’s the little things like that that make mornings feel extra special.
By mid-morning, we began sailing toward Lyon, the second-largest city in France and a UNESCO World Heritage Site. Lyon is famous for many things—its silk industry, gastronomy, and its remarkable Roman past.
Our city tour began at the point where the Rhône and Saône rivers meet. I found it fascinating that the waters of these two rivers don’t blend right away—you can actually see the line where they meet but stay separate for a bit.
Next, we drove up to the Basilica of Notre Dame of Fourvière, which sits high above the city. I’ve visited many churches over the years, and I don’t often have a “jaw-drop” moment—but walking into this basilica stopped me in my tracks. The mosaics, the light, the atmosphere… it was simply amazing. From just outside, we had a sweeping view over Lyon’s rooftops—definitely one of those views that sticks with you.
As we continued through the city, we passed some incredible Roman ruins and later stopped to see what’s left of the Roman aqueducts that once supplied water to the city during the time of the Roman Empire. It’s incredible how seamlessly ancient history blends with modern life in Lyon.
Later, we toured the Vieux Lyon (Old Town), with its Renaissance buildings and narrow streets. During our free time, I saw on my app that there was a Starbucks nearby, and I was on a mission to get a “You Are Here” mug from Lyon (my fellow collectors will understand!). I told our guide I’d catch an Uber back to the ship and set out across the pedestrian bridge over the Saône.
But then, life reminded me that even the best-laid plans can take a turn…
Just as I was walking down to the street, I slipped on a wet stone step. Both of my feet went out in front of me and—bam—I landed right on my rear and shoulder. It was jarring, scary, and definitely not how I planned to spend that moment. And I’ll be honest, as I sat there on that cold stone sidewalk trying to catch my breath, one of the first things I thought of was: I’m so glad I have travel insurance.
Thankfully, I wasn’t seriously hurt—just shaken and sore—and I did make it to Starbucks and got my mug! After that, I wandered back through Old Lyon and even did a bit of shopping before deciding to walk along the river back to the ship.
When I arrived, the cruise director came up to me and asked if I was the one who fell—word travels fast on the Poetry II! He was genuinely concerned and immediately brought me an ice-cold Coca-Cola, which honestly helped more than I expected. That small kindness really meant a lot.
To wind down, I had a couple of old fashioneds at happy hour, hoping they’d ease the aches a bit—and then came the perfect end to the day: an al fresco dinner on the top deck
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Every ship needs a cutest couple—and we’ve found ours! 🛳️💫 These two (visiting from Wisconsin!) have absolutely charmed everyone with their kindness and easy smiles. So happy our paths crossed on this journey!
I had grilled vegetable skewers, grilled chicken, a perfectly cooked steak, and to finish things off… a light lemon cheesecake with blueberry topping that was just sweet enough (I even got to speak with the pastry chef, who described the dessert to me!). The breeze, the river, the view, the new friends—it was everything you want from an evening in France.
And just when I thought the day couldn’t hold any more surprises, I checked my email during dinner—and saw a message from the President of Avalon Waterways herself. She had read one of my blog entries and took the time to write me the kindest note, thanking me for sharing my experience and for the way I’ve written about Avalon. I was shocked—and incredibly touched.
I already love sailing with and selling Avalon, but that message just confirmed what I’ve known all along: they care deeply about their guests and the experiences they deliver. I felt seen, appreciated, and reminded of why I do what I do.
So yes, today had a fall, a detour, and a few sore muscles—but it also had beauty, kindness, connection, and so many moments that made it unforgettable.
Cleared For Take-Off! 