Lille, France

Traveling around Europe is a bit like traveling around New England and the Northeast in the sense that an hour drive could have you crossing some sort of border (in the US it would be a state border and in Europe, you're in a different country!). Size and distance is often relative. For example, growing up in Hawaii meant you had to fly at least 5 hours to get to another state (California) or at least 8 hours to get to any country that really mattered (Japan would be the closest, although countries like Fiji or Tahiti are technically closer, but I don't know anyone who really visits those places.)

On a sunny Thursday, Gav and I packed up the car and drove a short 40 minutes to the beautiful French city of Lille. Crossing the border from Belgium to France was a bit like crossing from Washington State to Oregon State: there was no stopping (traffic permitting).

The metropolitan population of Lille (which extends into Belgium) had a population of just over 1 million, but the city itself is home to around 250,000. Lille is at the northern tip of France and also has a Flemish (Dutch) name Rijsel.

While in Lille, I got my first taste of driving in France complete with a three lane roundabout! Am I ready for driving in Paris? Probably not, but I still felt a sense of accomplishment. :)

After some sightseeing, a rest in the park and a beer at a cafe, we were ready to head back to Belgium.

Au revoir!



Crossing into France was never easier! Thank you EU!


One of the many beautiful old buildings in Lille.


A high speed French train.


Gavin relaxing in the park (The "Honey I Shrunk The Kids" Cam)