Every first Sunday of the month, book merchants congregate by the l’hotel de ville square and sell their magnificent wares. Be still my romantic, nerdy heart. Overpriced? Maybe not for these irreplaceable tidbits of history. Out of my pathetic student budget? Definitely (I’m measuring everything I buy against how many baguettes its worth). Most of these books are ball-parking 30 baguettes.
Normally the flower market’s here. Actually… I’ve seen a lot of different markets pop up at hotel de ville. Aix is a giant marketplace.
Of course, perfect roomie is also the perfect book fair companion.
Can you believe that someone let me hold something that someone else held in 1797??
Mopeds and a lot of history. Basically Aix in a sentence.