To get to Lyons we drove through the Chartruse Mountains because Lise and JP wanted to take us to a museum of the monastary of the moks who lived there and made the famous Chartruse liquor. The mountains were amazing, green, rocky, with twisting, winding roads. It rained while we went through. It seemed like another world. The monastary museum provided a glimpse of another way of life, an ancient ordered way of going through a day and going through a year. The monk's gardens were lovely peaceful places and the beauty of the surrounding mountains made it understandable why men would want to withdraw to this place to pray and meditate.
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