I did happen upon the book store they call Barnes and Noble, yes. I must say it one of the more pleasant experiences I've had in the States. I happened upon one of those American "sales clerks." I asked him, could he direct an old bloke to a new book? That he did, to be sure, and he led me through stacks of books that were more awe-inspiring than Stone Henge, taller than Big Ben, and more magical than Harry Potter, the pride of England. The experience was like the familiar swish of Sherry in a glass.