The only time I can bear reading books on Kindle is on holiday. There's never any danger of running out of material and no excess baggage charges.
This so-called summer, we couldn't face airports and Covid rules and regulations, so we went to Whitby, by car, a car filled with books.
I'm a fast reader but I only managed three books in that one week. The Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follett had me glued to its 1076 pages for most of the holiday.
It's a novel about building a cathedral, set in the turbulent times of twelfth century England, and it's a brilliant historical saga.
I followed that up with The Midnight Hour by Elly Griffiths, which is partly set in Whitby and Bilgewater by Jane Gardam.