Commuting with Kobo: Look Ma, No Hands

Part 4 of 5
In an earlier installment I mentioned that, second to having something to read, it is very important to have snacks for the commute. While the morning ride is better if there is something to nibble on, it’s the trip home that usually requires some nutritional reinforcements – though nutrition rarely enters into it. Lunch was often an afterthought, inhaled unconsciously at my desk while I multi-tasked (or, conversely, a carefully-plotted indulgence, discussed with several coworkers constantly from nine until noon).

Either way, my last meal is a distant memory, so it’s often hard to resist the temptations in Union Station at 6 p.m. If I can pass by Laura Secord, McDonalds, mmmuffins and Cinnabon, then I usually cave at Dairy Queen or Mrs. Fields Cookies.

It was after indulging in a dipped cone last week that I realized one of the unsung perks of using the Kobo. If you’ve ever tried to read a book while eating an ice cream cone, you’ll know where I am going with this. It only takes one hand to hold the e-reader and turn the pages. Ergo, no messy drips on the words and no losing your place because the book shut as you were juggling to turn the page.

The usefulness of one-handed use was reinforced on a trip to visit my five-week old niece, Chloe.
Selflessly offering to hold the baby while her parents did their housework (yes, I am a martyr), I curled up in the nursery’s lounge chair. Chloe fell asleep quickly, but I was in no rush to put her down – sleeping babies are indescribably peaceful. By resting the Kobo on the arm of the chair, I could read my latest download, The Disappeared by Kim Echlin, without struggling to turn a page or keep a book open.

Indigo is promoting the device as a great Mother’s Day gift and I would have to agree, especially for new moms or grandma’s, who will appreciate the free hand.