As it combines two of my favorite genres, travel writing and the American Civil War, I wanted to love this book. I hoped it would be one of my new all-time favorites, that I would re-read time and again, and recommend to anyone who'd listen. Alas, it was not to be.
Why not? Because, sadly, unlike the title suggests, this really isn't a book about Civil War Road Trip. Sure, in each chapter Banks writes about a museum or battle field that he'd visited somewhere in the past couple of years, and all of it is Civil War related, but only occasionally does it actually feel like he's traveling, encountering people along the way. The entire volume is mainly a collection of seperate stories about different places, often meeting with old friends who show him around battlefields that he has visited before. Very rarely does he meet people organically, spontaneously, or does Banks write about driving around and making observations along the way -- instead of just being on a battlefield or in a museum and spewing facts, often with too little story in between those facts to make it a pleasant read. There were exceptions, to be sure, which only served to illustrate what a nice book this could have been.
Worst of all, were Banks' sentences at the end of each chapter -- attempts to connect subsequent chapters -- which felt forcefully inserted, apparently mid-conversation or story. It merely resulted in awkward transitions to the next anecdote about another battlefield. The book would have been better without them, just as it could have done without the final chapter about "lessons learned." He merely sums up some stuff that the reader has already read in the past 300 pages, except for some questions Banks somehow raises without answering, or the kinds of restaurants he'd visited along the way on his travels. An editor could perhaps have suggested he'd use these thoughts and incorporate them into the chapters themselves, to add a little depth or make the traveling aspect come to life.