(It’s a lovely word that is worth repeating three times.)
This gorgeous list of The 20 Most Beautiful Bookstores in the World has got me all hot and bothered. In a sexy way, because books are sexy. Yes. Be still, my beating heart!
Out of the 20 listed, I’ve only visited one, and that’s the Shakespeare & Co. book shop in Paris, where James Joyce’s Ulysses was first published. I visited quite a few grand old churches the last time I was in Europe, but (and this probably isn’t a surprise to the people who know me) the closest I came to religious experience happened in this bookstore.
Now I’d love to design a travel itinerary that revolves around the other 19 places on that list.
What’s your favourite bookstore? If you could design your ultimate bookish experience, what would it look like?