Nothing ruins a Tuesday feature post quite like realising it was yesterday.
Yesterdays feature post on the Broke and the Bookish was the query: the top ten places that books have made you want to visit. They actually specified that they can be fictional, because everyone knows, us introverts have filled our weekly sunlight quota on the weekly shopping trip at dusk and we are more likely to want to travel to Pandora than Paris. I really don’t know if I am an introvert or a vampire. But let’s get down to yesterday’s business.
- Hogwarts (H.P)
In particular – the prefects bathrooms, St. Mungo’s, Three Broomsticks, the Department of Experimental Charms. Can you imagine how interesting it would all be! I never understood why Harry and Ron would always complain about their homework. I’m here fucking around with differentials and you, you poor sod, are stuck learning about things that you can make out of thin air in a matter of seconds. Going to a hospital in the muggle world is all disinfectant and old people. Going to a bar…is probably exactly the same. But for a thirteen year old to like Butterbeer – it would have to be pretty freaking amazing wouldn’t it!
- Lavender farms in France (Wild Lavender)
At least this one isn’t fictional. This book was based on events in the 40’s but I assume lavender still grows somewhere around there. I would have added all the other French locations, but I feel that without all the 40’s atmosphere, it wouldn’t have the same magical touch.
- Northern Lights (Northern Lights)
Or as the Americans call it – The Golden Compass. A far shittier name I might add. My desire to see them may have even pre-dated the Northern Lights reading, because I certainly remember watching Brother Bear and thinking, there is no way this magical curtain of light is a real thing. The Northern Lights goes all ‘doorway to another world’ on me and I am hooked. It’s magic. There can be no doubts.
- Gion, Japan (Geisha of Gion, Memoirs of a Geisha)
I’m not even sure if this is tourist accessible – or if it has become a tourist attraction. Ironically I don’t like either of those options.
- The Forests of Silence (Deltora Quest)
This was the book that made me want to live in a tree. I wanted to build a nest in the tree tops and steal coins off passing kids. But when you’re in the only tree in an otherwise empty paddock – it just doesn’t have the same feel.
- Ellesméra (Inheritance Cycle)
For the same reason as the Forests of Silence. Living in tree’s are the shit. Apparently. GUESS I’LL NEVER KNOW!
- Noodle Vendors in China
Because I’m really hungry right now. I read about them in pretty much every book set in China. It was always hot and tasty sounding. I don’t have any noodles in my apartment. The struggle is real.
- The Capitol (Hunger Games)
Again with the hunger thing, at Katniss’ obsession with that plumb stew thing. Guys I didn’t go grocery shopping and all I have in my house is mostly stale bread that perhaps could be saved by a toasting. It’s no plumb stew. Just let me have this.
- London (for every book, ever)
Readers, I feel you shouldn’t even question this despite my lack of literary title to back it up.
- New York (Mortal Instruments)
I actually think that TV shows are the ones to blame for my wanting to go here. But when I think of Novels set in New York, these are the ones that come to mind. There always seems to be food and music and excitement… and food… Dammit. I need to go shopping.