Walking through your travel books is like walking through the leisurely chapters of your life. Whenever we go on holiday I always collect tourist books and maps either before we travel or more likely when we get there. This all started long before the days of iPads, Google Earth and Wikipedia, but even today I am still more content with a guide book or a good map. I haven’t learned to totally trust TripAdviser or satnav.
On this occasion I only had one bookcase to de-clutter, but it took me the best part of an afternoon rambling through the many parts of the USA we have visited over countless years. Sifting through hotel guides. Driving down the highways and byways of France and Italy. Flying in and out of the history of Prague, Vienna, Amsterdam,Copenhagen, Monaco, Barcelona and jet setting to Tokyo. A brief and happy look back over my shoulder 😀
There were many others but they are lost in the mists of time or yet to be retrieved on a misplaced shelf. I am still looking for the one on Lapland.
One last joyful discovery was a clutch of books on Abergavenny. Not a tourist destination for me, rather a starting of point. Virtually my whole world until I was eighteen. Until then London was the remotest part of the world I had travelled to.
There must be a better idea for using old travel books :-). Any inspiring ideas ?