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?
What happens to a story when the writer gets caught up in old books and theories?
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?
Are these just some minor slip-ups or was this writer completely duped?
Does this book do anything right except expose someone's attitude toward China?
Why is this book so tragic, and what is the author's role in the history he helped to create?
What does 1930s China look like through the eyes of a European socialist?
What happens when an interesting author tries too hard to get his point across?
What happens when rich Europeans visit China at the height of the "Cultural Revolution"?
What happens when you inject a ton of ideology into an account of an adventure?
Did this guy just hate China or did he want to show how much can you brown nose a dictator?
Is China absurd, or does absurdity reside in those who are always looking for it?
Where exactly is the dividing line between the cultural expert and the ignorant visitor?
If someone knows China so well, how can they fail to write a decent book about it?
Who better to tell stories about China than the Emperor's tutor?
Is this book just about a physical feat, or is there something more to it?
Is this just an epic journey through China, or does this writer also have mad skills?
Has classic European explorer lingo turned this woman into a macho?
Was this a 14th-century fact finding mission or just another medieval mystery tale?
Did the best mountaineer ever write the best book about mountaineering ever?
Why is it so much fun to read Medieval travel stories that are at least partly untrue?
Are we looking at a career-obsessed explorer or at a blueprint for Indiana Jones?
Are the errors in this book due to poor editing or is this an expert who doesn't know his craft?
Is China really that quirky, or do we sometimes just want things to be a certain way?
Did conservative ethics turn this great adventure story into such a slow read?
Is this just a book about three ladies taking it slow, or is it an epic adventure?
If Fleming is the more gifted writer, then why is this book better than his?
If this is one of the classics of Portuguese literature, why is it such a slow read?