While I’m writing this I’m in the middle of packing. Tomorrow I’ll leave for 3,5 weeks of family and vacation time in Bosnia and Croatia. Which is all fun and stuff, I’m definitely not complaining, but I am kind of stressing out about what books have the honor to be my travel companions.
Luckily for me basically all of my books are in storage, so the only books that are actually with me now, are a few lucky bastards, the ones that are unread, but that (I think) I’m sure of I’ll read somewhere soon. Still, taking 80+ books with me on vacation isn’t really realistic, and besides, I don’t think my father will be particularly fond of that idea, since it’s his car that’s taking me to the Balkans.
There are some things I have to take in consideration while packing my books. Firstly, how many books do I think that I will read in 3,5 weeks? I mean, I know that when I’m in Bosnia there will be no Internet and texting will cost me about a euro per text. This means I will basically be disconnected from the (online) world and can read more. However, I also have to consider my family that I haven’t seen in over a year, so I have to be at least a tiny bit social.
I will also bring along my e-reader which is – of course – filled with a shitload of books ánd my IPod will be home to a couple of audiobooks since I’m motion sick. Lastly, I will be reading a ton of YA, meaning I can probably finish more books than I usually do on vacation (this was before my rediscovery of YA) since 9 out of 10 times YA turns out to be a faster read than, for example, the collected works of Tolstoy.
I don’t know you guys, it’s going to be a tough decision. Writing this column also feels more like a psychological examination of myself regarding my books and my vacation than trying to write something fun for you (sorry). To make matters even worse: I decided to grab all of the books that I thought that I might want to read the coming weeks, and I’ve managed to pick thirty books. Thirty! Huge book junkie alert!
As you can tell, I’m not nearly done packing yet and time is ticking away, so what I’m going to do right now is make myself pick 10 – 15 books (depending on how big they are) that I can take with me. The others, well, they will just have to wait. They’ve been probably lying on my shelves for quite a long time anyway. Yup, as you can tell, the life of a book lover can be filled with many hardships when going abroad. For now I will stop complaining and wish you all a lovely summer. Ciao!