A collective of bibliophiles talking about books. Book Fox (vulpes libris): small bibliovorous mammal of overactive imagination and uncommonly large bookshop expenses. Habitat: anywhere the rustle of pages can be heard.
Recently, the Foxes were asked a “Let’s Pretend” question; if you were writing a travel book and could go anywhere you liked(money is no object and magically your health was good and your safety guaranteed), where would you go? A magic carpet, if you will. There was a surprising variety in our answers.
For Lisa, it was the memory of a loved one which guided her, “I would go to Jerusalem, where my grandmother lived in the Armenian Quarter for many years, having arrived there as a child refugee fleeing the Armenian genocide of 1915. She described the landscape and the food so vividly and I would love to experience them for myself. I would also like to visit her home town in Armenia, which is now part of Turkey. I miss her terribly and to visit and write about the places that were so important to her would be a dream come true.”
Moira told us, “I’d go to the far, far north – Ultima Thule, land of the Sami, the sagas, long dark winters and the midnight sun. I want to see the Aurora Borealis in its full dancing glory and travel by dog sled as far from the lunacy of the modern world as I can get. I’m of Scandinavian descent on both sides of my family, which may well explain why I’ve never yearned for sun, sea and palm trees and flee indoors when the temperature rises much above ‘warmish’ …”
Colin enthused, “I’d have a three places on my list, all of them imaginary. First, the castle of sand that I used to visit before falling asleep when I was five or six. The castle of sand was in our front garden (linked, I think, to the builders’ debris left after building the house) and I imagined I was three inches tall. Second, another castle – this time the castle in Lucy M. Boston’s children’s book The Castle of Yew which I read repeatedly even when I was too old for it. Last, a city I dreamed about so often I could draw a map of it. It was on the edge of a wide river, built of sandstone, falling into disrepair and drew on for its architecture the buildings of Alexander “Greek” Thomson.”
Jackie followed a theme,”It would be fascinating to compare three of the remaining rainforests; the Amazon in South America, the Congo Basin in Africa and the Indonesian island rainforests in Asia. In between the last two, I’d take a little detour to see the savannahs in Africa. I would love to see as many creatures as I could in the jungles, which to me, are the ultimate wild places on earth.”
Diana was short and poetic, “My soul cries out for Narnia and the North. Bothies. Bears. Drinking from icy streams…”
As always, dear readers, we’d love to hear your response to our question; where would you like to go if you were writing a travel book?
Graphic of magic carpet found on ANDROXA blog .