BOOKSTORES!

today I spent four hours at Librairie Antoine. Halleluja!

I *missed* aimless bookshelf browsing, the smell of new books, the kid-in-a-candy-shop feeling, and of course, the clerks' "are you going to *buy* that book?" glare.

I bought Kundera and Ahdaf Soueif, an unlikely match. I refuse to pick up an Africa related book for another month. I don't have place in my suitcases for any more, but I think I'll leave Ahdaf Soueif here, I didn't like the first thirty pages.