Locked into part of the original plan, we ended up spending 2 days in the small charming city in the north of France. Not exactly a tourist hotspot, at least in November, which added to its sadness and its charm.
Lille had lots of pretty old architecture, and pretty mid-century modern architecture. And, its share of cute boys.
The saddest part was probably the natural history museum which was torn right from 1890, with its 1000s of taxidermic specimens and rocks.
The lovely surprise was the musee de beaux arts, which Xavier and I both loved.
And, it was the super-lean Alexandre with the lip piercing who clued us in about the lit professor at Vice Versa. I have another drawing of Alexandre, which I'll post after I color.
