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Infinite Country by Patricia Engel | Thoughts

   Published : 2021   ||    Format : print   ||    Location : Colombia ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆   What was it about the country that kept everyone hostage to its fantasy? The previous month, on its own soil, an American man went to his job at a plant and gunned down fourteen coworkers, and last spring alone there were four different school shootings. A nation at war with itself, yet people still spoke of it as some kind of paradise.. Thoughts : Infinite Country follows two characters - young Talia, who at the beginning of this book, escapes a girl’s reform school in North Colombia so that she can make her previously booked flight to the US. Before she can do that, she needs to travel many miles to reach her father and get her ticket to the rest of her family. As we follow Talia’s treacherous journey south, we learn about how she ended up in the reform school in the first place and why half her family resides in the US. Infinite Country tells the story of her family through the other protagonist, El

Relish by Lucy Knisley

This food memoir probably needs no introduction. I have seen this graphic book on so many book blogs that I don't know why it took me this long to get to it. Maybe because it was a food memoir, which is something I always want to read but never feel like it is for me. But I love reading graphic memoirs and decided to give this one a try. This book definitely lived up to all the good stuff that everyone has ever said about it. I loved it. I love food and I like cooking but I don't have the persistence to spend more of my time cooking though I always have this vision of me cooking more than I really do. Lucy Knisley owes her love and respect for food and cooking to her parents and the food-loving social circle she grew up with. Her father is a connoisseur of all things classy. He likes good wine, good food, good clothes, and good restaurants. He didn't cook but every time he traveled, he used it as an excuse to find and eat at the amazing restaurants in his travel destin

The Sunday Salon: Highlights from the Canada trip

This whole week, I have been so in love with spring and green grass and shiny sun and kids playing outside. I am never going to take these for granted again. After seeing tons of snow and brown grass for two weeks in Canada, coming home to Virginia was like going to the Caribbean for vacation during a most brutal winter. Of course, winter here also involved some (almost nothing) snow and plenty of brown grass, but it's something entirely after seeing the worst of it and coming back home to see everything with fresh eyes. Also, spring did arrive while I was away. At this point, I am tired of how much I have been talking about my Canada visit. I have spent a good chunk of this week talking about it with co-workers and some friends, plus I have over-mentioned it on this blog as well. So if you are fed up as well, I totally understand. But you will can humor me for one more post right? Just one teensy post? There were some wonderful highlights from the trip that I want to mention

The Book Bag from Toronto

Early Sunday morning, or as early as we could manage after a full day of driving on Saturday, the husband and I woke up to snow falling in Niagara. My phone's weather app had promised a day of sunshine and some clouds, but there wasn't any mention of any kind of precipitation. Somehow, we dragged ourselves out of the hotel into our car to see the Niagara falls from the Canadian side (photos coming later) and then cross over to the US. Even though we woke up to 20 F degree weather, we reached home nine hours later to 62 F degree weather. The sun has been out ever since and I (someone who generally abhors summer) am super excited to see no more snow or fleece jackets. Two weeks in Canada was amazing but the weather wasn't the best. Toronto wasn't too cold, Quebec city could have easily left some frostbitten toes or fingers, while Niagara was more of a middle ground. I plan to post some highlights of my trip later this week (once I fully recover from the nasty cold I pic

The Sunday Salon: The joy of bookstore hopping

Hello again from Toronto! We have been here for about a week now and will leave the city in a couple of days to head to Quebec City, a trip I am schoolgirl-excitedly looking forward to. We will be in Canada another week or so before heading back home to routine, work, and hopefully warm weather. Picture credit I spent a good chunk of this week in bookstores. Shopping for books was not even something I planned for this trip but after discovering that Toronto is home to so many amazing bookstores, I had to squeeze them into my trip plans. I've been to a total of 7 bookstores in the city, one on Sunday, one on Tuesday, two on Thursday, and three yesterday. Honestly, I'm shocked. I haven't done bookshop hopping ever, much less spend so much time over a few days in bookstores. To me, Toronto downtown is certainly a much easier place to drive in than most other big city downtowns I've been to, which isn't many. I guess it helped having one of those tourist maps

Hello from Toronto!

The husband and I, and the dog, just drove over to the other side of the border, on to Toronto to spend some of my mandatory vacation that I will lose if I don't use it up by April. The drive wasn't too bad - just 10 hours. We left on Saturday morning and got to our hotel by late evening. We hit a couple of strong flurries on our drive but otherwise the weather was reasonably cold. We are actually staying in Mississauga, about 15 minutes from Toronto, after we managed to get good rates on a pet-friendly hotel here. Picture from Flickr. We still need to take our cameras out. Yesterday, we decided to explore the downtown. The traffic wasn't too bad - probably because it was a Sunday and it is the middle of winter after all, but the sun was out and it wasn't terribly cold. We spent some time in Toronto's Underground City , which was pretty awesome and warm. (Every city should have an Underground City - wouldn't it be awesome to not have to walk through t

Quick Short Thoughts - Marbles and Calling Dr. Laura

Marbles  by Ellen Forney Marbles is a super important book for everyone to read because 1. it is a memoir, 2. it is a graphic memoir (so you see the world from the artist's eyes), and 3. it is a book about how the author realized she was bipolar and how she battled it. Honestly, you have to read it to appreciate it. Although the beginning of the book felt like being thrown into a wild roller-coaster ride without really having the time to understand what was happening, I loved that it was also a reflection of the author's true nature. Ellen has a wild personality, when she is manic, which she is when the book starts. She is an unimaginable bundle of energy who has a zillion ideas about what to do and what projects to start and what parties to plan. It is exhausting just watching how she spends her time. Her social worker recommended that she meet a psychiatrist and that is when she learns that she is bipolar. But she doesn't want to do anything about it, becaus

January and February in review

At the beginning of the year, I promised not to make any goals and just let my reading take me on its own journey. I did have a little hiccup in January trying to decide what to read next. Even when there are no goals, or especially when there are no goals, I find it very hard to decide what I want to read next. I got through only 3 books in January, but by February, I had a scheme set up which worked very well for me when it came to deciding what to read next. The "scheme" involved a little bit of random.org but mostly building a running list of recommendations I get every day through blogs or book sites. I managed to read 8 books in February in the end. My favorites of the 11 books are Stuff was quite fascinating - more than I expected it to be. Family was a moving book to read. The other books I read during these two months are: Letters in the Attic by Bonnie Shimko Lost in Shangri-La by Mitchell Zukoff ( Nonfiction ) The Strange Library by Haruki Mura

The Sunday Salon: And it's a....

Friday we had our anatomy scan. The one scan I was waiting for since I found out that I was pregnant. The one scan I've been counting down to when we got it scheduled couple of weeks ago at our last routine appointment. The one appointment I didn't want to be late to, and was okay with waiting for a while before they called us. And of course, like with all things we are impatient for, it was a while before they called us, and  once settled in the ultrasound room, she spent a good amount of time scanning the non-baby parts, which is all good and well, you know, but we were on our toes eager to look for the tell-tale gender signs. Before I was even pregnant, I had told my husband that I already know our kid will be a girl. All my cousins have girls and we do have too much estrogen in the family, at least on my mom's side. When a new mom in my family announced another girl, it wasn't surprising, to me at least. But after I got pregnant, I felt it was more likely our