When i went to Thailand, i almost lost in the forest, then i found some good guys with elephants and traveled to some exotic places. Someone left this book in the table in my cool-bamboo room hotel.
There's a stamp inside the book "Diggs BOOK SHOP Bhagsunag Road"
I'm not reading any books now. The most recent book I have read though is "The Prince in Waiting" by John Christopher. I re-read atleast half of the book because I had to re-jog(?) my memory for a book share.
A Series of Unfortunate Events: The Penultimate Peril
It's hard to believe, but even after 11 books Lemony Snicket can still come up with totally jacked up ideas and idiosyncrasies that are totally unique yet strangely urge you to keep reading. There are also more mysteries than ever, which is both annoying and captivating at the same time. So far, the Baudelaire orphans' situation has gone from bad to worse to terrible to unknown and bad to strange and bad to murdering someone. What else can possibly happen?
