I recently shared my Penguin Red edition of Silas Marner along with the fact that I only collect these when I find them in shops. These two came from a wonderful bookstore in Dublin. I can’t remember the name of it at this moment, but I know I saved the receipt in one of these books.🙈
Dublin was my hubby and I’s last stop on our Europe trip earlier this year. We were sad about going home, tired from weeks of backpacking, and the weather was unbelievably hot. I must say, I left Dublin with some of my best book finds and a new appreciation for dark beer, but overall we were disappointed by the city. It was odd because I guess my only prior “experience” with Dublin was through Joyce, who has a confusing relationship with the city and fueled no expectations. We’ve already decided we’ll have to give it another chance in the future (if only for the bookshops). 📚
Have you ever been somewhere that turned out to be different than you expected?