In 16 hours, I’ll be boarding a direct flight to Manchester, NH, for a long weekend with family and friends. On the agenda: Lots and lots of big gay fun during Portland, Maine’s Pride events, noodle kugel and coffee, white wine and olives, vodka and red bull, corsets and Fluevogs, games at my Mamau’s house and movies in my jammies. All in all, it’s certain to be a whirlwind of a trip, and all of five days’ reading will be condensed into the flights to and from.
Unlike so many people, I have the hardest time really getting into a book on planes. I think the biggest issue is that I have to read, or listen to music, or both, unless I sleep, which I also can’t usually do for any length of time in the air. So, I bring a huge selection of wildly different books, hoping that something will at least hold my attention enough to keep me from acting on my impulse somewhere around the three-and-a-half hour mark to start pounding on a window and begging to be let out.
Do reading and traveling go together like peanut butter and jelly for you, or more like oil and water? What sorts of books do you bring for long journeys?