Kidding : ) Nothing here but dusty, delicious books and Sunday breakfast crepes.

So after saying goodbye to my friends at the train station, I found this street full of little book stands lit with candles, lanterns, and warm lights. They sold all kinds-- coloring books, cook books, sudoku books etc. The old books were the prettiest to look at. The sellers get them from libraries that don't want them anymore. The photo on the bottom pictures a collection of three-hundred year-old books. Holding one in my hands gave me the goosebumps. I asked how much one of these cost, and he answered with a number that made me hold the book for an extra hundred seconds, for I would never hold it again. This sounds a bit dramatic and it very well might be.

My host family loves crepes and they love history. We talked about one while eating the other, and I found out that this combination brings out the flavor of both.

what a sweet post :) i especially love old books! how very nice!
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