It is a category of literature that we can take with you because it requires calm, relaxation and reflection. But one can also enjoy what I call drama-travelers: those paperbacks with delight that we buy at stations or airports, because it is the reading of departure, which may restrict at every stop and surrender the seat on an airplane or in a hotel room. Not that it is less well-written (but sometimes) but mostly because the theme or the story itself, serves only to entertain, build a temporary imaginary, very limited in time, which eats hours vacant where we can not do anything more than entertainment, until something better!
Long time I littered thick John Grisham, until the writing of novels over me finally seems too easy, perhaps become too commercial. But in recent years, the police allow me to satisfy my need for entertainment without damaging my extra baggage. Harlan Coben has become one of my favorite travel writers, I bought his collection of thrillers in the pocket in airports where I track the remaining volumes. Because the central character is recurring detective almost despite himself, and that intrigues played without necessarily all look the same and if the suspense is skillfully maintained until whenever the last page, I know I can forget the story soon landing, or down the TGV from Paris to Marseilles.
The pocket-sized bed is perfectly in its entirety during a long flight (allow at least four hours of travel, stopovers included), and it is so inexpensive that you can leave this volume without any regrets after the passenger, or the maid. They'll thank you, without doubt, either, to allow them to sink their turn in this series of victims and conspiracies. You, you'll be pleased to lighten your cabin bag and can run to the library of the terminal, to buy another!
