By the time this post is published, we will all be back home, but right this moment, as I type this up, we are enjoying our last day at Daufuskie, a secluded island near Hilton Head, SC and Savannah, GA. We were lucky to score a cottage (without having to break the bank) with front-row access to the beach, something that has always been on my bucket list and that I was thrilled to cross off. This week has been very refreshing and just what I needed - a getaway, a break from it all, a retreat with family with no thoughts of work, to-do lists, and chores getting in the way. The island sure runs on its own time. The streetlights aren't turned ON at night to avoid attracting turtles too far from their ideal nesting place. There's the alligator crossing time at night when they go from pond to pond visiting friends (and hence tourists are advised to stay home when it's dark). There are very few cars - instead the preferred mode of transportation is via golf carts, which can go o
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As it turns out, very different, while still very similar. To me, The Vampire Diaries books are super-boring, tiring and so like the Twilight series that I'm surprised they are not the same story. Book Elena is such a pain in the butt and so very "I will never leave you Stefan" and "I will die for you Stefan" that if I weren't determined to read the books, I may have packed them away in the donations box. The TV show is, in contrast, a lot more mature (yes, there's a lot of skin too), intriguing and the characters are so much more interesting and three-dimensional.
Still, the book served its purpose of letting me devour a book. Sometimes brainless reading is just what I need. It was good enough that I kept coming back to it, but not enough that I would consider it a substantial reading. I probably will continue with this series - the more I read this series, the more I'm thanking the TV show producers for making it very different from the book.
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