For the longest time my reading tastes tended toward fiction, but in the last little while, something’s changed. Biography and history are what quenches my thirst now. I’ve been reading Åsne Seierstad’s A Hundred & One Days: A Baghdad Journal about her time in Iraq, and it’s fascinating. (I’m only a hundred pages in, teetering on the cusp of the war.) During bathroom breaks I’ve also been reading the Federalist Papers on my iPhone, a few pages at a time.
I’m itching to read more of this kind of thing, about other areas of the world, about other people’s lives — Paul Rusesabagina’s book An Ordinary Man about Hotel Rwanda, or David McCullough’s 1776, to name just a couple. History is incredibly awesome.
Which isn’t to say that I’ve completely lost my taste for fiction. I’ve been reading some Ray Bradbury short stories, for example. And I picked up a nice Modern Library edition of Dante’s Inferno today (Anthony Esolen’s translation, with the original Italian on the left side of the page). (Yes, yes, I know that Dante is poetry, not fiction, but since it didn’t actually happen, I’m counting it that way.)
But those notwithstanding, history is what’s drawing me in at the moment, with biography and travel being branches off that tree. Any good recommendations along those lines? (And it doesn’t matter where or when the book is about; I’m open to anything.)

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