I just returned from a vacation that was unsuccessful in terms of reading. I was reading three books at the same time, so, of course, after a week I'm only halfway through all three of them. This explains why I didn't bother buying Cape Cod by Henry David Thoreau, though I fondled it several times at National Parks' shops. I really needed to be reading a fourth book this past week, and I'm not a major Thoreau fan, so it seemed unlikely I'd be reading Cape Cod anytime soon.
I think I'll ask for it for Christmas, though.
I also read three picture books over vacation. I wasn't particularly taken with any of them. Two were nonfiction and seemed very...instructive in an...instructive...sort of way.