I can still remember when I read the original Dune novel for the first time.
I was sitting on a couch above a pharmacy in Velika Gorica, Croatia. The very top of the neon-green medical cross sign flickered and glowed at the base of the window behind the television.
I had stolen the book from my father's bookshelf and stuffed it in my luggage before I left. It was one of the only English books that I had. That is, until I found the Algoritam where I bought every Michael Crichton book I could get my hands on. (Those were the days when I planned on becoming a hematologist.)
Enough rambling, I am going to go read more.