A friend recommend this book to me after I told her that one of my main goals as a recent retiree was to find the beauty in things and become a more educated person. Even though it is not a great book, it fit into my ambitions, suggesting avenues that would not have immediately occurred to me. The author, Alice, has a simple, dry writing style as befits a newspaper journalist, and perhaps in recognition of this, she spices the book up with childhood memories and letters and conversations with the Japanese man with whom she is conducting a long distance romance. Some times when she enters this personalization mode, I want to tell her not to bother because it seems too forced. I didn't mind the romance, since the two do meet up on her trip, but the transcribed letters to him that she includes in the book seem to be a shortcut to writing about particular events in her travels, as if she is thinking, hmm, I've already written about this when I wrote to Naohiro, so why rewrite it for the book--plus, I'll earn points for personalizing.
Probably the most personally revealing of her educational activities is the writing workshops Alice takes in Prague. She doesn't like it. I wonder if as a professional writer she felt that her writing assignments for the class would receive critical acclaim from her fellow students. When the class didn't recognize her passion for the subject of her writing, Alice concludes that "workshopping" isn't for her. Even though she repeated to herself her teacher's guidance that the students who are having their work critiqued should pay attention to the contents of the critique, Alice turns off on the whole thing, missing the point that she was hearing advice not just from author-wannabes but from people who are a microcosm of her potential readership.
The snarky reader in me wonders what Alice's budget was for her trip, but in truth, I respect her a great deal for taking it and know that it's not money that's stopping me from doing something similar--it's the fact that I don't think I would enjoy traveling alone. So, more power to you, Alice. You are a work in progress just as we all are, and I appreciate your adventures as an inspiration for my own.