Thursday, July 14, 2011
I think it's a sign that I've been working too hard recently that this was so appealing, I almost wept:
Reading retreats: Paradise for book lovers - How to get away from everything but your books in a country house or an Italian castle
"The exceedingly independent -- if not downright antisocial -- might follow the example of Natalia, who writes a travel blog called No Beaten Path. A harried mom seeking a reading getaway that involved "as little interacting with other people as possible, no housework, no cooking," she recently rented a "simple" room at Glasshampton Monastery in Worcester, England, run by the Society of Saint Francis. Even the meals there are held in silence."
Yes, please. I assume there is no Internet, either, right? Sign me up. I sometimes daydream about this, too.
Next week I'm having all 4 wisdom teeth extracted. I guess I can make my own (medicated, liquid diet) reading retreat out of that, right?