If you're a book lover like me, you will agree there's nothing quite like the aroma of the pages of an older book. Second hand shops are like perfume to me, and New York City was heaven.
Alongside beeping yellow cabs and hot dog stands, second hand book shops fulfilled the nerd in me. Top book titles at a tiny price, this new found addiction surely added a few kilos to my suitcase.
One afternoon while exploring the streets, we found a small and tidy book stand next to a Dunkin Donuts, something out of a movie and nothing like you would see back home in Australia. It was here I picked up a hard copy of the Di Vinci Code for only two dollars.
One fine book and music store that is a must during your stay in the Big apple, funny enough is called The Bruised Apple.
Step inside and listen to the wooden floorboards creak and forget the busy world outside, sink into the gorgeous antique armchair and flick through the pages of a William Shakespeare play, a Jackie Collins best seller, a Hemingway classic or even one of the many new release novels on offer.
Quirky newspaper clipping are posted on the walls throughout the store, comic strip sections and cartoons. It's easy to spend an hour or two just browsing and making your way from fiction to non-fiction and learning something new around every corner.
An antique typewriter as decoration, a cross legged Buddha statue, vintage carvings in the ceiling and walls and fellow browsers chattering in foreign languages, the unmistakable American voice and the vast array of unique styles, dim lighting and shelves and shelves of second hand books - this book lovers dream is not just a book store.
The Bruised Apple, not just a place to purchase a great find, but a sanctuary to be swept away in the addictive world of literature.