At my alma mater, the library was a nightmarish example of bad '70s architecture. Even worse, the English and French literature were buried, literally, on the second-to-lowest floor underground. Worn, mottled red industrial carpeting combined with that dank subterranian feeling to give an overall icky feeling. I didn't voluntarily spend much free time there.
However, I would gladly spend scads of free time in the Parisian libraries. Be sure to watch the multimedia slideshow and look for the Biblioteque Ste.-Genevieve. Gorgeous. Add these to my list of new things to do in Paris whenever I finally get back over there.
On a side note, I'll be trotting off the the lovely Florida Panhandle tomorrow, so I'll probably be silent for another week. I'm looking forward to a good dose of mothering and shopping and warm weather, but thanks to my sinus infection, I'm not looking forward to the actual travel with Abigail. At least she's ecstatic about getting to fly in an airplane. Almost as good as Christmas.
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Have a safe and fun trip--hope the airplane ride isn't too terrible to your poor head!
Aside from the color of the carpet, the metal bookshelves, and the fact that everything I needed was in the bottom floors as well, I actually enjoyed doing research... especially since I tried to look up what I needed on-line before even heading out to the library to limit by time buried in the basement.
Have a good time, and hope you are feeling better!
Shana
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