One of my favourite bookish spots in London, the Southbank book market. A treasure chest of second hand, first editions and rare books. Book hunting here with the London skyline in the background is always an afternoon well spent.
Books bend space and time. One reason the owners of those aforesaid little rambling, poky secondhand bookshops always seem slightly unearthly is that many of them really are, having strayed into this world after taking a wrong turning in their own bookshops in worlds where it is considered commendable business practice to wear carpet slippers all the time and open your shop only when you feel like it.
Prague is a fascinating and, in a certain sense, dark city…walking in the streets, in these days, makes me have a fascination with the dark, maybe because i come from a sunnier country. It offers a compact city center, a fascinating centuries-long history, splendid examples of Romanesque, Gothic, Baroque, Renaissance and Art Nouveau architecture, scores of palaces, churches, parks and squares…it’s a multi-cultural city of art, full of
connections to mysteries and legends. Some of my stops were at bookstores and second hand bookstores too.