... or should I stay ... (79/365, 20 Mar 2022)
That could be a question for a lot of things I suppose, but in my case it is one I ask whenever there is a book fair, or a book shop, especially if said books are secondhand or antiquarian. Books have been around me, and I have been around books for as long as I can remember. I probably ended up as an academic just so I can continue to have reasons to find, read, buy, and write books.
This weekend is the spring equinox, and is in fact a public holiday in Japan. I noticed in passing during the week that the Jimbocho district in Tokyo, basically bookshops for as far as the eye can see, was holding its annual book fair this weekend. Now, yes of course, one can go to Jimbocho any day of the week and the shops are there but something something about a book fair, just makes it a bit more interesting. Do I need more books? No, not really, but you just never know what you'll find. So off I went.
And in one of life's little coincidences, I found myself back at Takashimadaira, site of last week's danchi post, because the train line, the Mita-sen, stops at Jimbocho. And the Mita-sen is a little bit nostalgic for me, it is one of the first trains I caught by myself when I had just arrived in Tokyo and headed to the University to meet people. My host at the time took me to the uni, and left, and said 'see you when you get home'... talk about thrown in the deep end. Anyway, I found my way back, but I digress.
The train line itself has barely changed in all those years (we are talking mid-80s here), just like the danchi last week. It is a part of Tokyo I reckon that remains just as it was, but without the Edo flair of Asakusa or Ueno. It is very 1960s Tokyo.
So step off at Jimbocho, with many people who look like they've had the same idea. Well, of course. Some have trolley bags...they've done this before I see.
I was initially pretty restrained, 'just looking' through the stalls that various shops had set up outdoors (partly a Covid measure I suspect, but also a good way to move around), and probably wandered by a dozen such stalls, being strong, thinking, all good, I don't really need these books, although they are very interesting...
And then, oomph, it happened, I walked into a stall with a couple significant and relevant politics texts, looked up at the sign, to see it was a specialist history, politics, philosophy shop. Uh-oh. And yes dear reader, this is where I bought most of the books I had to carry home, back on that train, back to home base. (Not having a car is a very good way to limit your purchases, there is that...)
Trouble is, I have rather broad interests when it comes to my research areas (that's before I even look at things I'm interested in outside my research), Japanese politics, Australia-Japan relations, Japanese security, and as my work has reached back into history, the possibilities go on and on. That was the 'problem' at hand in this particular shop. I stopped at the point where I thought 'I can carry no more'...
Is it even a day book shopping if I don't find something on whaling? |
I did work, for a time, in a Brisbane secondhand bookshop. Although the working conditions were problematic on several levels, the thing about working with books, is that you soon realise you have to read so many, eventually, and there is so little time...and imagine that when it multiplies into other languages.
Today's pics on the Canon EOS M5, 18-150mm, to give it a run. I had hoped to take a few pics around the streets but the 'no photos allowed' signs were plastered rather thickly around so I refrained. But I'll be back. Maybe tomorrow.