Thought this should be pretty awesome and pretty inspiring. I could deal with the fact he writes a bit like a kid ("I did this, then I did that", with very little description or feeling) - after all he was a somewhat troubled youth when he embarked on the trip. And he was raising funds for Ronald McDonald House, so I felt pretty upbeat about reading it. But, reading the book put me right off the guy - I couldn't bring myself to finish it, but skipped to the end to see if he'd grown up much by the end of his amazing journey. I found him to be very dismissive of things that deserved far more thought/weight, and lacking in self-awareness and understanding. He makes token statements about feeling bad that he'd killed an animal and didn't end up eating it, but he repeatedly does things like that and puts himself in danger either requiring new gear or rescue by helicopter and the like. It's his lack of deep reflection on these things that bothered me so much. Sorry Brando, I'm sure you'll continue to grow into a more thoughtful human with time - there is evidence of this starting in your book, but not enough for me to enjoy it nor even complete the read.