Two weeks till Macedonia. The List is running something like this:
Book to read on the plane: re-reading Berg’s Restoration, check. I was going to take the chance to read the third volume of Roberson’s Tiger and Del omnibuses, because I actually missed books five and six back in the day, somehow, but it’s a whacking great trade paperback that probably weighs about a kilogram, so it will have to stay at home.
Nevertheless … another book for when the first one runs out: Lightweight travelling copy of LR, because it’s good to have an old friend along, check.
Torrie and the Pirate-Queen, for reading from at booklaunch. Check.
Notebook computer, because I find I feel twitchy at the thought of the Kobo ereader/tablet being my only interface with the world: check. Since Kobo books are resident on any device you have enabled for them, I can still finish reading McKillip’s Wonders of the Invisible World, too. (I always go on trips with far more books than I’ll ever have time to read, due to the childhood trauma of frequently running out of Things to Read while enduring long summers at my grandmother’s.)
Eastern European phrasebook: check. Ditto Bradt Guide to Macedonia. I have in fact been trying to learn Macedonian since sometime last summer, with limited success. Dick Hannay, I am not. I always seem to end up with a basic grasp of grammar and no vocabulary. Ah well, show me a verb and after a bit of thought I can maybe tell you what it’s doing. (Depending on degree of plane-induced exhaustion, of course.) Don’t ask me what it means, though. Possibly this stems from studying languages in a atmosphere where what was essential was being able to parse the paragraph; once you’ve done that, all you need is a dictionary. Problem is, I have no Macedonian dictionary. And none of this is useful for, “Hello, um, I’m the author — is this where I’m supposed to be?”
Ironing: done. Mostly. See? I have thought of some of the more normal, useful things, like clothes.
There. The list, proof that everything is under control. I have Organized the books necessary to the expedition, and that’s half the battle. I can relax now. Really.