My sweetheart and I spent a night in Vancouver celebrating my birthday. We stayed at the Victorian Hotel, a quaint little place on Howe and Pender. As it happens it was right around the corner from the Paper Hound Book Shop – a little used book shop. Bliss.
I knew it would be good from the moment I walked in because of the way it smelled – you know, that lovely, kind of musty smell that you get from old paper backs. They have quite a collection of rare and first editions. A whole dresser full of old maps. Interesting old children’s books, a good sci-fi and mystery section and tons of poetry.
I picked up these two: a poetry book by Mennonite poet Patrick Friesen and an old Edgar Rice Burroughs novel for my son.
I seriously think my next career is going to be working in a used book store…