Bookstores as beautiful as purple butterflies

I had to kill 15 minutes to pick up a bouquet so I decided to visit an old bookstore in Galway famous for its second hand department.

I opened the door and my heart smiled.It was full of silent people, focused on book hunting in a sacred manner.

I strolled around and after 5 minutes I ended up with 6 books.

I paid and walked out surrounded by an aura of calmness.

I cannot describe the magic of bookstores, either in Thessaloniki or in NY or in Paris or in Berlin or in Istanbul. Small bookstores full of smells and silence always occupied by interesting figures.

Someone told me that the best way to get to know to a city is visiting its bookstores and more and more I realize how right he was.