The Fetes des Lumieres (Festival of Lights) is the largest and
most well-known of the many festivals that occur in Lyon each year. Lorraine and I have been excited about
joining this festival since we arrived.
It occurs early in December each year, so the weather is always a
potential problem, but it doesn’t deter the Lyonnaise or the many visitors to
the city. This year it was cold (around
freezing) but there was no rain, so all was well.
We were happy to have good friends Gordon and Lettie
MacCleery visiting from Virginia during the Fetes. We ventured out among the crowds for two of
the four nights of the festival. The city
was packed – which meant that the metros were packed – but everyone was happy
and glad to be there.
Our first stop was the Place des Jacobins, where lasers in the
middle of the central statue were drawing patterns on the fountain below and
the buildings around the place.
We then made our way to the banks of the Soane River. Here the lights were projected across the
river the buildings on the other side.
The St. Jean Cathedral has been one of the most iconic
locations for the Fetes, and the crowds crossing the Soane to Vieux Lyon were
huge, as expected. The city had done a
fantastic job of crowd control, however, directing us in a circular path to the
Place St. Jean, rather than the most direct route. This kept the people moving (slowly) in the
same directions rather than having to fight people coming and going in the same
area.

Our second night of
viewing started off closer to home in the Place Terraux, just one metro stop
away from us. We got there plenty early
only to find (after sitting on cold concrete stumps for a good while) that we
were over an hour early for the beginning of the show. We found a close-by Boston-themed pub to get
a bottle of wine to pass the time. Here
is a picture for Daughter-in-law Brooke, who is from Massachusetts and went to
Boston College.
When the show actually started, we were totally blown
away. There were projections on both the
Hotel de Ville, and the Musee de Beaux Arts on two sides of the Place. It was fantastic!
My favorites are the tableaux that emphasize the actual elements of the building, like the two above.
At one point there were lights that showed the facade of the Musee de Beaux Artes that suddenly swept to the left while compressing. The effect was that the building facade was just swept away. It was magical.
My favorites are the tableaux that emphasize the actual elements of the building, like the two above.
At one point there were lights that showed the facade of the Musee de Beaux Artes that suddenly swept to the left while compressing. The effect was that the building facade was just swept away. It was magical.
From the Place Terraux, we walked all the way down to Place
Bellecour, stopping by the Palais de Bourse, where two industrial robots were starting
a romantic relationship. It was quite interesting,
but, for the sake of my young readers, I have no photographs.
Place Bellecour displayed an enchanted forest with flying fish
who changed their colors. It was really
impressive.
After a bottle of wine and some warmth at Café Bellecour, we
made our way with the rest of the crowds on the metro back to our home in the
Croix Rousse, delighted with the spectacular festival we had seen.
Be sure and check out Lorraine’s blog Lorraineforayear.blogspot.com
for more on the festival, including a website that shows all 36 locations for
the festival.
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