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So tomorrow I’m off on the 7 hour trek from Birmingham, AL to Bluffton, SC. Once there, I’ll enjoy a few days with my family before turning around and making the trip back. With 14 hours of driving ahead of me, and having only Mia as my scruffy and silent companion, I decided I needed to try this “book on tape” phenomenon.

Only one book would do: Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. You see, I decided to re-read all the HP novels in anticipation of seeing the latest movie, HP and the Deathly Hallows Part 1. So months ago I breezed through books 1-3, happily reliving all of the magic I secretly feared I may have outgrown (I haven’t). To my horror, when I reached for book 4 (which I KNOW I used to own) I discovered it was missing. And that’s where I got stuck. I kept putting off purchasing Goblet of Fire on the principle that I’d bought it before– it was only a matter of finding where I’d misplaced it.

Suffice it to say, I saw Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows last week without having brushed up on books 4-6 (but I got to see Deathly Hallows 36 hours before the rest of you, ha HA!) Tangent: It was awesome. But back to the issue at hand: After walking out of Deathly Hallows, I decided I definitely want to re-read the rest of the HP books before the next (and last) movie releases. Which brought me back to needing to buy a copy of the 4th installment of the epicness that is the Harry Potter series.

I went to Barnes and Nobles and asked for the audio version of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.

It cost $70.

Even Harry Potter escorting me to South Carolina is not worth that much of my hard earned money. I mean, you can read a physical book over and over… but on tape? You know you’re only listening to that sucker once. And yet, the thought of all that time in the car alone with nothing on but the radio made me die a little inside.

None of the other books on tape looked appealing, and they all had ridiculous price tags. I’d just about decided to give up on the audio book thing when I had an epiphany.

I’d like to think it was a little bit magical. Like Dumbledore whispered it into my ear or something. Like the Imperius curse, only good:

People, I’ll tell you what. I got online, found a nearby library that had what I wanted, I danged if I didn’t go out and get it.

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.
The book on tape version. All glorious 17 discs of it (20 hours of HP listening pleasure… more than enough to get me to SC and back).

And drumroll please….



Gah, I’m good.
And public library, I love you and am super, super thankful for your existence.

Have a happy and *magical* (insert corny wink and finger point) Thanksgiving everyone!!