Paris, France
My fever spiked during the night and the coughing was pretty bad. Jeanne found a Dr. for me to see a short walk away and off we went. It was the strangest thing--a building with just the Dr's name on a small placard outside and a doorbell like you'd see in apt buildings. We kept buzzing until someone finally let us in. There was one door in the hallway marked medicine cabinet so Jeanne opened the door and went in. There wasn't a receptionist, the doctor herself...