Love, love, love Bill Bryson. He's kind of an institution in my family - my husband's first Christmas gift from my family was an old, battered copy of Neither Here Nor There, and no family vacation is complete without a reference to the scene in The Lost Continent in which Bill's dad drives in circles around the amusement park but can't actually find the entrance. Anyway, enough author-fawning. 
 I really enjoyed A Walk in the Woods. I grew up in a school-district that received Appalachian funding, and I had never heard of the Appalachian Trail until Governor Sanford "walked it". Reading this book made me almost want to hike it myself (not likely), and it was great catching up with Katz again. (He feels like an old friend to me.) This isn't the sort of book I can read in public as I feel stupid giggling to myself, but if you've got a nice quite armchair far enough away from your husband that he won't make you read aloud whatever you're giggling about, you're set for an enjoyable read.