Bookstore Hunting

In a world of Hebrew books, magazines and newspapers, it was pure joy to find this new bookstore in downtown Haifa with stacks and STACKS of books in English!!

Looking out the front window of the book storage room.

Was out shopping late on Friday afternoon last week, heading back to the bus stop when most everything was already shut down for Shabbat (that is at about 2pm), and saw a window out of the corner of my eye….with STACKS of dusty books.  What caught my eye was that I could READ the titles!!

Eeeek! So many in one place!!!

Almost yelled out loud – backtracked immediately, and tried to find a door!!  It was shut, and peering in through the dusty windows figured that it must be some kind of storeroom.  Walked back and forth trying to find an entrance, a store sign, ANYTHING to help me figure out whether it was a shop or just a storage room.  Everything was locked up tight as a drum….

Lots of fiction to choose from.....

Determined to find the actual bookstore, I plunged down the dozen stairs from my neighbourhood on the side of Mt. Carmel and into the Hadar section of downtown Haifa to hunt for the store first thing on Friday morning.

Stacked to the ceiling - there are some Hebrew titles below....

Followed the route I had taken the previous week and found them open!!!  A narrow little store that proved to go deeper and deeper into the block with room after room full of books!  And even though the majority of books are in Hebrew, they have a very impressive selection of English titles and reasonably well organized by genre on the shelves.

Some older crime and mystery titles.

These photos are only of the storage room and comprise their overflow fiction……..

Needless to say, started reading at the bus stop.  :o)

Louise Erdrich

We have a lot of books in our house. They are our primary decorative motif-books in piles and on the coffee table, framed book covers, books sorted into stacks on every available surface, and of course books on shelves along most walls. Besides the visible books, there are books waiting in the wings, the basement books, the garage books, the storage locker books…They function as furniture, they prop up sagging fixtures and disguised by quilts function as tables…I can’t imagine a home without an overflow of books. The point of books is to have way too many but to always feel you never have enough, or the right one at the right moment, but then sometimes to find you’d longed to fall asleep reading the Aspern Papers, and there it is.

– from Books and Islands in Ojibwe Country