There is also an Elizabeth's bookstore in Fremantle, and I liked this store more than the other Elizabeth's bookstores I had come across in Perth, mostly because of the Simone de Beauvoir novel I found there, which I had to leave behind in order to be able close my suitcase on the way back to Geelong. Elizabeth's is your usual secondhand bookstore, with the smell, the right sort of shelving, the many many books. However they are well stocked, with a wide range, so they usually have a lot of customers, and only one poor person serving them all. But the Fremantle store has an upstairs section with sale books, which were only one or two dollars each, and so I made my way up there. I love upstairs sections in secondhand bookstores, because usually people are so busy looking at all the books downstairs they don't even realise there's an upstairs - I think this may have to do with the staircase being nearly obscured by books. Though it was hot upstairs at Elizabeth's, and the pedestal fan was never facing in the right direction, I had a good old browse, and found some wonderful books. That was the best, browsing in the huge, open room, all alone. Just me and the books and the heat. And the Simone de Beauvoir novel, one of her shortest, I'm sure, was the topping on the ice cream. I do wish I'd taken that book back with me. But I'm sure I'll find it again sometime.