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The Library of Celsus in Ephesus, Turkey, built in 135 AD to hold 12,000 scrolls.
The Amazon Kindle, 2010, built to hold 1500 books.
The Kindle will not be a tomb for any wealthy Romans, but it is helpful to students and travelers, as was the Library at Ephesus.
I received the Kindle from my kids for Mother's Day. Some gift and a big surprise! Now the kids won't chew on my books, and hopefully they won't chew on my Kindle.
The first book I downloaded was The Kingdom of Ohio by Matthew Flaming. I had checked this book out of the library (for free) a few weeks ago, but it was only a 7 day loan and I didn't get a chance to read it before I had to take it back.
Now I am 9% done with reading it and hope to complete several more locations before falling asleep tonight. If I happen to fall asleep reading I now have to worry about dropping the Kindle off the bed. I may have to put a pillow on the floor, just in case.
The user experience of the Kindle is quite delightful. Fairly intuitive button placement, although I was expecting the button on the left to scroll left and the button on the right to scroll right. And then I realized I can hold it with one hand only and flip, flip, flip.
The other thing that's taking a few page turns to get used to is the reading experience of turning a page. I don't know how to describe this other than sometimes I have to flip back to the previous page to start the sentence again, because the screen flashes in an odd way, distracting me from what I was reading. Granted, I am highly distractable these days. I sometimes have to re-read things several times because I've always got one eye on the kids, even when they're napping. I'm sure I'll get used to it.
I also looked around but did not find a way to bump up the font size, which I would like because I'm getting old and am in desperate need of bifocals but haven't made the switch yet. And if you've ever read a large print book you know how much more quickly you can read with large print. That has nothing to do with age.
Wearing a hat like the one I'm wearing in the Ephesus picture has nothing to do with aging either, and everything to do with the hot beating sun of a Turkish summer and several square miles of white glaring stone. And it was the only hat the guy at the gate selling hats had. So I look like an old lady tourist. And while I look like a complete dork, I did not get a headache that day, like I did when I climbed the pyramid at Coba.
