I read the original French version. Not present on Goodreads.
Opinionated romp through Ecuador and Brazil, braving jungles, beasts, insects, locals, the heat, the humidity, disease, and a completely different pace of life completely alien to Michaux and his Western European predispositions.
Michaux's prejudiced assessment of "locals" in Ecuador and Brazil typify "the white man's view" of other cultures, especially those which are not as "advanced" as France or Belgium.
A couple of strange anti-Jewish comments make this read somewhat uncomfortable. But one has to hand it to Michaux for having braved such unfamiliar, hostile, natural settings such as tropical forests and the species that inhabit them. Clearly, nature wins against humans in this book as Michaux barely survives his months-long journey in South America.
A raw travelogue that nevertheless can enlighten anyone interested in what life was like in Quito and surrounding towns during the interwar period.