A Bibliophile's Ramblings: Reading in Strange Places

I think all of us can say that we have found ourselves in strange reading situations. I don't know about y'all but I think the car is an amazing place to read. It just doesn't have all the space I need for my physical books. When we go to my grandparent's house in Nebraska, it's a 10-12 hour car drive. I don't know about you, but to me, that means I get to read for 12 hours straight, uninterrupted, only to stop for food and drinks. On this said car ride, I would bring about ten books. That's a lot you say? Well, let's just say I'm a fast reader. This gave me little to no foot space. Pity. Ahhh, the sacrifices we make for books.

Then of course, I discovered the Kindle. I lovely device that will hold all the book my heart desires. Problem solved.

But that's not really a strange place to read, is it?

I read on the floor, in bed, in hammocks, in the bathroom, in class.

I once got my book taken up during Spanish class. Traumatizing I tell you. 'twas a good book.

We all read in strange places. It's practically a job requirement as a bibliophile. Seriously people. Next time you find yourself in a strange reading place, maybe you should pick up some Harry Potter inspired ice cream to go with it. I am seriously going to go on a man hunt for this ice cream I mean, how amazing it that? Container on Secrets?? Yes, please.

So, what's the oddest place you have found yourself reading?















Jackie