speaking of getting carried away...
Face it. Whitstable would probably be the last place in the UK that you would look for a decent bookstore. Borders and Waterstone aside, London's Charing Cross has its fair share of independent quirky bookstores with rows of dusty books for those who take great joys in discover that long sought after tomb.
I came across the equivalent of Marylebourne's Daunt Books in Whitstable's Harbour Street. Aptly named Harbour Books, the discount book store had this old world charm where every book is haphazardly categorised into broad (and I mean really broad) sections. Split into two foors, the actual floor space looks bigger than it actually is and the tiny rooms sprung up in odd corners helps quite a bit.
the small town book store is big in character
shelves of books available, if only we had more time
After spending most of my cash at the oyster bars, I asked the cashier whether they accept cards. All accept Amex, a pleasant lady replied matter of factly and I was let loose in the store.
Though I would have loved to spend hours in Harbour Books, time was tight as evening approached. I left with a number of books under my arms and managed to finish one of them, Honour and Shame, an Irish Guard wartime narrative, on the train ride back home. I highly recommend that for those who know the difference between an OP and harbour site, and between a Thomson and a Bren.
Fine, I have digressed.
Anyway, if you are in Whitstable, don't even think of venturing into Harbour Books until you have pretty much cover the rest of the seaside town. Simply because time seems to be pass at a different pace once you step right in.
Whitstable - London weekend getaway 1/5
Whitstable beaches 2/5
Whitstable oyster paradise 3/5
Whitstable Tea Rooms 5/5