A little pop-up bar right on the Rhône — colourful furniture, bocce ball, some tables under the trees. Open only in summer. My first instinct was that I didn't like it, because I'm particular about my drinks and plastic cups are normally a hard no for me. But the beers here are shockingly cold and crispy and they just hit. The plastic cups work somehow.
Leave work a bit early. You're at La Barje in 15 minutes. You jump in the water, then drink a cold beer, and you say: this is the greatest city in the world.