On Friday I met up with Lathea to go from BEA to New Mexico, to visit beautiful bookshop The Bookworks in Albuquerque (it took me three attempts to spell that, and fiften to learn how to pronounce it).

Lathea had not been to the BEA this year, so it was some three days since we last saw each other. Naturally, it was a very moving and touching reunion.

“Katarina! Katarina!” cried that familiar voice, somewhere behind me at the O’hare airport. “You’re going the wrong way!”