May 7
Dear Liza,
Sometimes, the adventure is all about the destination. And sometimes, it’s about the journey.
I was heading off for the Cinema and Miniature Museum, you see. Auntie Bridgett and I had ridden the metro to the Place Bellecour together, and then we parted ways. She was heading for a comics shop, I was heading to the museum.
First, I got distracted and turned around, going north a bit instead of west. But I found the lovely Place des Jacobins, with old buildings and a fountain. So, all was well.
Getting straightened out, I followed Googlemaps …. Down the narrowest, creepiest, most ancient alley I’d ever seen. But I found a bridge across the Saône at the other end of it, so, good again.
After more skinny streets (these were filled with tourists) I found the museum of Cinema and Miniature. It was a pretty impressive collection of sites, props, costumes, and miniatures for dozens of movies.
Ewok costumes from Star Wars, miniature sets from Ghostbusters, and even the Queen Mother from Alien. There were 10 rooms, on six floors, filled with nifty, nerdy movie stuff. Even the world’s most famous umbrella. It was fun, and I’m glad I went.
But there was more adventure to be had elsewhere. I texted Bridgett, who was done at the comics shop, and we met up for coffee.
And the St. Jean Cathedral.
And discovering our first Traboule! (More on that later).
And finally, home for dinner.
So, the museum was tiny, but it was an adventurous day.
Love,
Grandma Judy
Dear Liza 