We took a quick trip to Newbury Street to check out Trident Booksellers & Cafe. There is something about holding a physical book that makes me feel complete. This is a common sentiment and with good reason. Reading is an experience. For the longest time, my husband, Chris, would try to convert me to Kindlism. He even went out of his way to buy me one. I am not against Kindle books. In fact, I’ve read quite a few books while commuting. When it comes down to it: All of I need in this life of sin, is me and my book friend.
Both floors featured a wide selection of contemporary and timeless classics. You can also enjoy reasonably priced food and drinks (coffee, wine, beer) before or after you browse.
I walked out empty handed, haunted by the thought of all of the unread books at home. I want to get through those before I start adding to the collection. For now, I’ll start a wish list. Any suggestions?