My mom said it makes no sense to go to a bookstore waaay out in Dan Shui, which is about a 30 minute subway ride from Taipei. In the pouring rain, especially. And when there are dozens of bookstores right across the street. Did I even want to buy any books?
But I'd been following book686's sometimes poignant, occasionally hilarious and often philosophical Twitter updates. I had to see the place.
I ended up getting two books that I could have bought across the street. I could have had a latte next door, too. Which would have felt more like an errand than a pilgrimage.
