Considering this was never going to be a reading holiday, I am very pleased with the number of books I have finished. When my family 'do' a city we spend much of the time walking and the rest of the time eating. I adore museums, art galleries, historical points of interest and just nice buildings so we always find a lot to do. We did have a couple of wash-out days though when I squeezed in some reading and the jet lag meant we hit the sack earlier than usual giving me time to devour a few pages before I conked out on the pillow (snoring lightly and drooling steadily. What an image). I finished a total of four books and got three-quarters of the way through a fifth. Not bad going. Impressive, you could say, most impressive...(you know the rest and if you don't, well, I, frankly, am shocked and appalled).
Ignorance by Michele Roberts
Where D'You Go Bernadette by Maria Semple
Eleanor and Park by Rainbow Rowell
The Cleaner of Chartres by Salley Vickers
And I made significant progress with The Paris Wife by Paula McLain.
I obviously have thoughts on all these books which will be following shortly. I have quite the backlog of reviews to write but I'll get there eventually.