Instead #2

Today, I would have gone to the book festival and bought far too many books to be able to carry back to the car. This would mean having to stop for some delicious Greek food to refuel from all that book shopping and book carting to the car.

Book Fest happens twice a year, and it might just be my favourite two weekends of the year. The first one happens in January, and the second in June. It’s held in a massive room in the convention centre, the room is divided into about five sections. I only ever make it though one section before I have blown my budget and am struggling under the weight of the books. I love the Rare and Collectables tables, the Arts and Plays tables and the Classic Literature tables.

In the past I have discovered books that came out from England on the same boat that my grandfather was on when our family immigrated here so many years ago. My grandfather was 6 weeks old when his family left England. If he were still alive he would be 98 this year. I’ve also found a book that’s about 150 years old. When I find books like this, I simply cannot leave them behind.

Not only does the book fest benifit people aspiring to own enough books to have an at home library, like myself, but its also a fund raiser for Lifeline. Its like shopping with a conscience.

INSTEAD of being at book fest, in my nerd girl element, I am in bed sick reading the books I still haven’t read from several book fests ago.