Bel Canto

It has been raining for several days in a row, and shows no sign of weakening. I feel quite comfortable and undisturbed. I find the rain is pouring only in periods, so I even go out without my annoying umbrella which I often forgot to take home, I can always stay somewhere dry until the rain takes its break. I have Bel Canto with me. I am halfway through it, and I find it not very convincing. It has an interesting idea of terrorists storming an international gathering, taking hostages of an assortment of people from different countries, only to miss their intended target, the President, who has stayed at home to watch his favorite soap. The characters, including the terrorists, are not very different from each other, even though they speak different languages, they look very English to me like the author herself, that is, she is everywhere. It is not much of a siege story as a romance happening at some vacation resort. Her prose is warm and fun, anyway, I am kidnapped and break out laughing at some unexpected moments.