I’ve been spending a lot of time on the train lately. As such, I have 2 hours a day, 5 days a week with which I have nothing to do except sleep, read, listen to music/audiobooks, eat, or some combination of the aforementioned. That’s 10 hours of idle time! So, I’ve developed something short of an obsession with reading (and audiobooks, which I find to be fantastic as I can close my eyes and rest a bit while still enjoying a great story).
I’ve always loved reading, and the books I’ve enjoyed over the years have ranged from fun pulp books (like the Sookie Stackhouse novels) to heavy memoirs and biographies of people living in war-torn countries, and literally everything that falls in between. Lately I’ve been devouring as many pieces of travel writing as I can get my grubby little hands on. It all started with Paris, I love you but you’re bringing me down, and I have not slowed down since.
I have re-read my favorite Bill Bryson books: Notes from a Small Island, I’m a Stranger Here Myself, Neither Here Nor There: Travels in Europe, and In a Sunburned Country. I’ve read The Geography of Bliss, Eat Pray Love, French Leave, Almost French, A Year in the Merde, Free Country: A Penniless Adventure the Length of Britain, and Searching for Peanut Butter in Paris. I loved them all.
Now, I find myself searching for what’s next. What delightful tales can I find that satisfy my need to daydream in a blissful state of wanderlust?
If you are a reader of my blog, I am willing to bet you probably enjoy travel writing. Perhaps you have even read some fantastic books on the subject. I would love to hear about some that you may have particularly enjoyed. In turn, I promise to report back on some good reads I’ve discovered from time to time, so you too may fill your time with tales that take you to far away lands.