I love browsing in bookstores, especially in Poland, where I can read the titles of the books much easier than the writing inside them. Also, seemingly every Polish bookstore has a large section devoted to the literature of travel, mixing books about journeys, usually to little-known places, with those of reportage. This is the legacy of Kapuścinski, of course – the rare travel writer to have been considered for a Nobel prize – and it’s heartening to see it continues, especially for someone who comes from a country with little interest in writing about the world beyond its borders.
