Is this just a Chinese stream of consciousness or is it an overlooked gem?
Does it make sense to refer to this author as the godfather of travel writing?
Why is it often better for a writer to not put things into perspective?
Did something go wrong when a book needs an author’s note to explain itself?
Do nice photos, a lot of visited countries, and slick design make for a good travel book?
Why is this humorous travel book such a classic?
Will this book still be relevant in a few years?
What happens to a story when the writer gets caught up in old books and theories?
Does this book only exist because the author is fabulously rich?
Is this a coffee table book or a regular travelogue, and is it worth a read?
If some of the superlatives and comparisons used in this book are lame, why is it still so good?
How could a book about an adventure like this turn out to be so boring?
Does the expat experience really keep people from growing old?
Why is this so choppy?
Could this book have been better if the writer wasn’t a diplomat?