Once you are in Buchkantine, a café just across the street from the river, you will wonder: how come not all cafés have books, or how come not all bookstores serve coffee? The books are new, and in case something is missing, one can order new titles, mostly from one day to the next. The bulk is in German but there are also a few English titles.
There is WiFi, on request, and the music covers jazz and relaxed tones. They also show detective films every Sunday evening. The people from Buchkantine are friendly and have a sense of humor too. Some of their passwords for the Wireless used to be: I want to stay alone with my sandwich or the horse doesn’t eat cucumbers.
The mixture of books, music and drinks is a good choice for a relaxed afternoon or simply for a search for new books or new inspiration. You can take a seat on the terrace in the summer time. While writing this text, I am sitting at one of their tables and with curiosity I observe my neighbour – a middle aged man, alone with his laptop, longer hair, looking at the people sitting around as if they would suddenly become characters in his novel. One thing is for sure, now he has become a character in my story.