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17 April
I went up to Berkeley, and I visited the shops along Telegraph Avenue, and up to Black Oak. But then, finally, it came time for the main event: Serendipity Books! Oh, how I had been looking forward to this! Serendipity Books, at 1201 University Avenue, is simply my favourite place in the whole wide world. Not just my favourite bookshop, but my favourite place. I went in at a quarter to two, and I came out at five. And I took photos, under the cut, for the sake of the book fetishists among you:
And, trust me, this is just a small sample of the full extent of the shop. Basically, they've got all the books! So many that they need to use those rolling library shelves:
When a bookshop is so casual about its filing that it is content to place a $9,000 eighteenth-century three-volume Isaac Newton set in amongst its tattiest old poetry paperbacks; and when the owner will spontaneously but routinely knock anything from twenty to sixty percent off the price of absolutely anything, just as soon as one tries to buy it: then such a place is all right with me. :o)
And then Jessica, my Californian pal, arrived back from her flying visit to the UK, and we got drunk together. :o)
I went up to Berkeley, and I visited the shops along Telegraph Avenue, and up to Black Oak. But then, finally, it came time for the main event: Serendipity Books! Oh, how I had been looking forward to this! Serendipity Books, at 1201 University Avenue, is simply my favourite place in the whole wide world. Not just my favourite bookshop, but my favourite place. I went in at a quarter to two, and I came out at five. And I took photos, under the cut, for the sake of the book fetishists among you:
And, trust me, this is just a small sample of the full extent of the shop. Basically, they've got all the books! So many that they need to use those rolling library shelves:
When a bookshop is so casual about its filing that it is content to place a $9,000 eighteenth-century three-volume Isaac Newton set in amongst its tattiest old poetry paperbacks; and when the owner will spontaneously but routinely knock anything from twenty to sixty percent off the price of absolutely anything, just as soon as one tries to buy it: then such a place is all right with me. :o)
And then Jessica, my Californian pal, arrived back from her flying visit to the UK, and we got drunk together. :o)