So I just got back from a wonderful trip to Disneyland Paris (which you can read all about here) but as I was unpacking I realized something. See that book over to the left? Golden Blood by Jack Williamson? I’ve never read it. And yet, it’s travelled with me all over the globe.
See, whenever I travel, in addition to all my electronics, I always bring a good, old fashioned paperback book, just in case. In case of what? I don’t know. In case with all my battery operated equipment I somehow have a power failure and find myself stranded alone with nothing to do? Maybe?
All I know is I keep packing this book, thinking I’ll someday have need of it – and it’s one I’d really like to read so it makes sense to keep bringing it along. So far, no joy. So far I’ve never run out of power or other things to occupy my time. But maybe, someday, I’ll read this book. And then I’ll let you know how it is.
I’m looking forward to it!
I’ve got a couple paperbacks and hardbacks stashed away for a somewhat similar reason. They aren’t titles I am heavily interested in, but feel would keep my interest during some future… calamity, during which I will need to occupy my time and brain with something other than the calamity. As such I have those set aside instead of an old favorite, because I wouldn’t want to associate bad times with a favorite book.
It’s funny. I was actually going to mention you in this post. As it is, you’re name checked in the coming Disneyland missives 🙂