You know that feeling when you walk into a bookstore and time suddenly becomes meaningless?
That’s what happens the moment you step through the doors of Symposium Books in Providence, Rhode Island.
I’ve always believed the best adventures don’t require plane tickets or passports – sometimes they’re hiding right in our own backyard, between weathered covers and dogeared pages.
When I tell friends I spent an entire day “lost” in downtown Providence, they assume I’m directionally challenged (which, to be fair, isn’t entirely untrue)…