I've been enjoying the trilogy of A Time Of Gifts, Patrick Leigh Fermor's story of walking across Europe in the 1930s.
It's an extremely dense book, like a black forest gateaux. It's also extremely Romantic, almost to the point of mysticism. I keep having to put it down to let the imagery fill my head or look up a historical figure. It's changed the way I think about history and taught me a lot about parts of the world I'm unfamiliar with.
It's an extremely dense book, like a black forest gateaux. It's also extremely Romantic, almost to the point of mysticism. I keep having to put it down to let the imagery fill my head or look up a historical figure. It's changed the way I think about history and taught me a lot about parts of the world I'm unfamiliar with.