Is there anywhere you drive by all the time and think, "I need to stop there some day?"
Fayetteville is a college town and full of diverse people with unique ways of life. Therefore, there are a lot of very unique places. Places I always look at when we drive by, but I've never been inside. This summer, The Bean and I have decided we will go to those places. If we drive by and it looks interesting - we're going to stop!
Today we visited the Dickson Street Bookstore. This is a bookstore that sits on an entire city block. It is 8,000 square feet of books. The aisles are packed with books. There are books sitting on the steps leading up to little alcoves of books. Today we found books ranging from 91¢ to $1,250.00
Out front on the sidewalk there was a big table - Fill a bag for $12.00. Or books were 91¢ each.
"Good books - Bought and Sold"
A lady came in with two bags of books - the guy gave her $40.00 cash for half of them.
Guess where I am taking my books now? ;o)
The aisles are so narrow you have to see if someone is coming before you walk or you will both be stuck.
Books everywhere. It is an institution on Dickson Street. Last year during the Bikes, Blues and BBQ (the event that brings over 50,000 motorcycles to our area), I was behind a couple of tough looking bikers at a stoplight. As the revved their engines, one leaned over to the other and said, "There's supposed to be a killer bookstore on this street." I thought they might be more interested in the Pool hall or the local beer joint. But, they wanted books!
I wanted to take a funky cool trendy kind of photo of The Bean at the Bookstore. He loves books. Dickson Street is a funky place. He dresses funky. So why not take a funky photo? But, it turned more into a "The cops must have handcuffed that hoodlum for writing graffiti on the wall" photo.
Ah, that's better.
After we left the Bookstore, we went here:
(Hoodlums like cupcakes, too)
I planned on getting a Frosting Shot. Yes, that's right. A Frosting Shot. A Shotglass full of frosting.
But we were saddened to see this sign:
*Sniff. Guess my arteries will stay unclogged for a few more days. Sniff*
We didn't buy anything at the Bookstore and Bliss was closed. So, today's adventure only cost me one thin nickle for twelve minutes on the parking meter. And, we left with eight minutes to spare!