Between the holidays (Christmas and New Year), I went to Guam for vacation with the fam. I’d never been to Guam before, but I was expecting to see something like Hawaii — like Waikiki. Turns out it was only a little bit like Hawaii.
We visited three beaches while we were there: Tamuning; Coco Palm Garden Beach; and Tanguisson. I spent most of my time at Tamuning and even got to do some reading there.
One of the sweet, sweet treasures of the Sunset is Green Apple Books on the Park. It’s on 9th Ave between Lincoln and Irving. It is my favorite bookstore. Ever. (Yes, I say ever because I always seek out indie bookstores when I travel.)
Green Apple Books on the Park was my third* indie bookstore. I started with City Lights Bookstore (because, of course, it’s a San Francisco treasure), which I went to on particularly difficult days at work. I then discovered Green Apple Books (the OG one, which I am *counting as separate because it is, physically, its own store) on Clement after I had feasted on some amazing Asian dishes in the Inner Richmond. Both bookstores always left me overwhelmed. There were so many books calling out to me simultaneously; I never knew where to start. The bookstores are physically big, too. (Green Apple Books on Clement even has an Annex for its sci-fi, fantasy, et al collections.) Come the day I entered Books on the Park, possibly after feasting on glorious Asian food (most likely San Tung) as well, and it was love first sight.