Catanzaro has made it. We have arrived. No longer do I have to beg, steal, or borrow for…
Ok, let me back up.
A few weeks ago I was strolling through downtown Catanzaro and happened to find myself in a quaint little bookstore. (I “find” myself there quite often as I am a bookstore junkie…regardless of the genre, languages, or coffee and tea selection.)
I wandered up the narrow, winding stairs to my favorite sections…travel, cooking, languages.
As I’m perusing through the comic book section (yes…this is the only thing interesting to me in Italian) I take a step back and lightly bump into a cardboard display.
I turn to the left and gasp!
“Get Away?” I understand that!
I hold my breath and take a step back.
I pause just a moment, either paralyzed by the overwhelming shock of the situation, or to soak in the glory of the moment…I’m not sure which. Once I break myself from the spell, I dive in.
A tear comes to my eye.
Then, I turn a book over.
10 euro…12 euro…15 euro…
I quickly do the conversion in my head.
I put the books back.
I leave the bookstore still floating and smiling in my new-found, yet un-purchased, treasures. Whenever I want, or need, a new book, I know where to go. However, at those prices, I might just have to borrow, or beg, or ….