Last night we took a trip into Baltimore's Inner Harbor. I've been there a couple of times before and always think it's so beautiful: the water, the ships, the shops, the lights, the music (a live musician on the guitar this time) and Barnes and Noble. Gotta love Barnes and Noble.
I don't get to go into real bookstores very often. While Tim and the kids raided Starbucks I wandered around and looked at books. I thought I would get just one, to save money and room in my already-tight luggage space, but by the time I had walked around for 5 minutes I had 4 books in my arms. Not that four books was all I saw that I wanted, but that was an example of me being conservative. Tim gave me the look, so I wandered around and out them back. All but one.
I love Barnes and Noble. I could live at Barnes and Noble... maybe like that one gal who lived at Wal-Mart. Think anyone would catch me? I could eat muffins and scones and drink caramel chai every night when the lights when out. Sounds great!