I walked back to the hotel:-

Past the Hôtel Fieubet, with its wild sculptural decoration on the Quai des Célestins:-



Through the Ile St-Louis, so marvellously quiet:-


Across to the left bank:-


Miraculously, a librarian was willing to take us up to the reading room of the Bibliothèque Ste Geneviève, Labrouste’s great masterpiece:-




