While waiting for my friend Jena to turn up for our dinner date in Stockholm, I roamed around the Södermannag neighbourhood alone while the girls rested in the hotel.
A couple of random turns from the main street, I stumbled upon The English Bookshop, to my delight. After confirming with Jena her ETA, I took a deep breath, turned the door handle, and went inside.
The English Bookshop is a quaint title bookstore. It’s made of two rooms, separated by walls and connected with a hole where a door used to be. Maybe it used to be a residential house?
I thought the lighting and decoration were hyggelig, as I planned to bring Jik there the next day.
The collection of books is extensive, from Scandinavian cooking books to Social Justice. I could feel myself getting recharged just by being there.
Indie bookstore is my amethyst.
The English Bookshop in Stockholm reminded me of The Paperback Bookstore in Melbourne. Equally small; I thought this one was airier. From the constant conversation between the store clerk/owner and the people who entered the store, I assumed it was a local favourite.
I ended up spending more time than I set for and making myself late for my appointment with Jena. When I realized it, I quickly made a beeline to the cashier while forcing myself not to buy the super cute Harry Potter totes used to decorate the bookstore. After paying for the three books, I picked up ━ Swedish Traditions, Scandinavian Culture, and Don’t Be A Nordic ━ I bid the bookstore goodbye and made my way to the train station where I’d be meeting Jena.
Whenever I reminisce on my Scandinavia trip, Sweden moments top it, with the English Bookshop being one of them. I am sure I will visit again and again in the future.
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