Paris was a city-sized cabinet of curiosities...ooh lá lá. This likely what I looked like...jaw dropped...when we stumbled upon the most unique bookstore in Saint Germain.
Our stroll down Rue Jacob interrupted by a skeleton greeting guests at Librairie Alain Brieux which specializes in all things medical and scientific. I swear, even the dust in Paris is chic.
Shelves, tables and niches filled with books, devices and charts. Some ancient texts, inscribed on parchment...some even hand illustrated. A medical illustrators heaven.
A collection of maladies.
The only sickness I feel...not buying a book.