This is the first extended trip I've taken since receiving my Kindle as a gift from my husband. Had I not already become enamored with it, I would have today as I packed. One device - with a dozen novels to choose from and interesting non-fiction to explore. Neatly tucked in my purse. No tote bag full of books, just in case. No hoping they have a decent bookstore in the next airport. Such convenience, such luxury!
To think I resisted the very idea of an e-reader. I was sure the reading experience would be diminished without the feel, the smell of a 'real' book. What about the pleasures of a bookstore, it's visual feast of color and print, sharing recommendations with a stranger, perusing purchases over a Starbuck's latte?
I still read 'real' books. Mostly non-fiction, but the occasional fiction I know I'll want for my personal library shelves. And I still go to our local Barnes and Noble to check out new arrivals, to share recommendations with strangers, to peruse (ok, on my Kindle) a recent purchase. Because, for me at least, it's not either/or. It's both/and.
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