There are no books actually on the night stand — just a clock, lamp and photo of my daughters.
But beside it is a wobbly pile of 21 volumes (I just counted), and a smaller tower of almost as many again.
Each summer I rent a house in a village in the foothills of the White Mountains in Crete.
There is one bougainvillea-shaded taverna, which shares the village square with a tiny Byzantine chapel, decorated with magnificent 14th-century frescoes.
I sent Alice fan mail to say so, and we ended up on the phone for an hour talking about medieval beards.
Persons:
Karl Ove Knausgaard’s “, ” There’s, Jack Reachers, Thucydides, Walter de la, Kostas, Alice Winn’s, “, ”, Alice
Locations:
Peloponnesian, Crete