Changi, Books and I

#66: [Day 0: Sydney 2005] Already Shopping?

I'm at Changi Airport again. It was just a few months ago when I was at the same spot making use of the airport's free internet access to write my blog about heading off to Europe. This airport is cool. Within 30 minutes of landing I've gotten myself two books from two different bookstores. I'm a book junkie and I have a feeling that if they lock me up here a bit longer, I will be broke by the time I reach Australia. (Broke with a truckload of books.)

I blinked twice (or thrice) before getting Malcolm Gladwell's 2nd book, "Blink." It talks about the art of thinking without thinking. A few gazes by the sunglasses area (I still can't get over the fact that I lost my favorite pair of shades in Bangkok), then it was off to the bigger bookstore. A book about Carlos Ghosn or a book that will make me an expert in cultural branding faster? Hmm. I chose to delude myself and popped S$54.00 to be an expert in my discipline within a couple of days. Great. Day 0 and already two books which, combined, will allow me to NOT think about creating a cultural branding phenomenon with juices. Perfect.

Let's see if Sydney will feed more of my delusions. Or of my addiction to books. Or my propensity to shop till I am brought to the brink of poverty. (Hey, can I just clarify that books don't count? The currency you use for buying books is imaginary. Just as the things you get from them just go straight to your brain without any evidence of actually existing.)

No Shopaholics allowed in Sydney.