Upon stepping in, I was greeted by a sullen, disinterested-looking man who didn't even wish to acknowledge my presence. This was a shame as the reputation of the Parisienne Shakespeare and Co made me eager to check out the Vienna version. Unfortunately, my enthusiasm was quickly erased because a ladder was required to access most of the fiction section, which was ten to twelve shelves high and spread across. It meant that browsing through their supposedly extensive English language selection was impossible. When I was fortunate enough to find a book or two that appealed to me, I was surprised to see no price sticker on the back. After random checks, none of the books that I had done had stickers on them. To paraphrase Shakespeare himself. Wherefore art thou prices? Not exactly a professional way to run a business, and it is shoddy. Out of curiosity, I enquired about the cost of two books I was interested in and was told 44 euros for two old paperbacks. I got the feeling that the man was probably making the price up there and then, as there's no way any bookshop owner would believe that's a justifiable price. So a disappointing experience overall that, as some reviewers have already mentioned, shows why online book shopping can have its advantages

I ordered several books in spring and have collected them little by little. It was my intension to do "reverse-Amazoning". Yesterday, I went there again. The guy in the shop was drunk or on drugs. Completely incompetent, couldn't find the book that I was informed had come. And he asked for the title and my name four times but forgot and came back. He could barely stand and was mainly interested in playing loud music via the phone. I told him straight out that he was an idiot and that this was my last visit. He followed me onto the street yelling at me. I left and I will NEVER come back. If there are no other bookstores with English books, I will order online. A pity though. I had found three more books that I would have added to the purchase.