Vacationland
By John Hodgman
Some light-hearted reading for our road trip. This is a series of connected essays that basically tells the
story of John Hodgman's second homes. Strange. The first was a place in northwestern Mass inherited from his mother. The second is in Maine, a state with which Hodgman's has a strange love affair -- and which gives the book its title.
I am writing this more than a month after finishing it, just as many of Kes' friends are heading to Maine on vacation, a destination that I find very strange. What appeal does Maine have for Vermonters? Their mountains have nothing on ours. And if it is coast you are seeking -- why not head to waters that are actually comfortable to swim in? Or go north to Canada, where you can actually get away from people and feel like your in Europe, what with all the French and whatnot?
Anyway, Hodgman is charmingly funny and just self-aware enough about his privilege to make this book readable. I can't say that much about it stuck with me, other than it was hard to believe that Hodgman was managing to make money off a story that is essentially about him having enough money to buy more than one house. Well done there. This is why I keep telling Erin to write a best-selling novel.