Since being on the road for two months I’ve managed to make my way through 10 brilliant books. My Kindle has been my best friend. It has gotten me through flight delays, jet-lag induced sleepless nights, rainy afternoons, long train journeys and quiet days lazing in the sun.
If I didn’t share some of my favourites with you all I’d be quite a selfish person. Out of the 10 I’ve read, here are my top three that I really do insist you go and read if not straight away, at least as soon as possible.
Feminists Don’t Wear Pink (And Other Lies): Amazing Women on What the F Word Means to Them – This book is a collection of essays by a selection of famous people, normal people and activists about what feminism means to them. Some essays seriously made me laugh, some nearly made me cry and others made me very angry. But all were inspirational and relatable in some shape or form.
I was angry that every time I threw a ball I was complimented by being told I threw like a boy. I don’t throw like a boy; I throw like a girl who has been taught how to throw a ball. – Jodie Whitaker aka new Doctor Who
- Children of Blood and Bone – Tomi Adeyemi – This is the first fantasy book I’ve read in years (aside from re-reading HP obvs) and it’s reminded me why I used to love them as a teenager. This book is exciting, magical and has so many underlying messages that are very relevant to today’s society. It’s the first in a trilogy, a trilogy that is yet to be released. As soon as I finished this first instalment I pre-ordered the next which is to be released in March next year. It’s also about to be made into a film, I get a feeling this is going to be the new Game of Thrones-Twilight-Hunger Games-esque series.
You crushed us to build your monarchy on the backs of our blood and bone. Your mistake wasn’t keeping us alive, it was thinking we’d never fight back.
- The Alchemist – Paulo Coelho – After indulging myself in some ‘chick-lit’ by the way of Crazy Rich Asians I decided to read something a bit deeper, something every traveller seems to read, Che Guevara’s Motorcycle Diary. While it was a good read, I can’t deny I was a bit disappointed with it (so many mosquitos and punctures). After some research Rob found The Alchemist which filled the expectation I’d previously held for Che’s diary. A story about Santiago, a Spanish shepherd boy who goes on a journey of self-discovery. It epitomised for me what travelling is, the art of learning, meeting people, but realising what real treasure, value and hapiness is.
It’s the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.
Earlier today I finished another great book (The Hundred-Year-Old Man Who Climbed Out of the Window and Disappeared) that just narrowly missed my top three (recommended by the lovely Elaine, hi Elaine!!!). After I finish this blog, I’m going to head out for some cheap and tasty Phetchaburi street food and then spend my Sunday evening starting (or should I say re-starting as I started to read it when I was about 12 but didn’t finish it) Mark Twain’s Adventures of Huckleberry Finn.
Over the next few months I will have many more long train journeys, beach days, bad wifi and evenings in to occupy myself with a good read. If you have any recommendations please let me know!