I have been listening to the audio book version of this book in the car for the past few weeks and I borrowed the real book version from the library yesterday so that I could look at the photos. It was good getting hold of the book and looking at the photos as they refreshed my memory about some of the things that are described in the book. For example, when John fed a bull elephant a banana in Sumatra through the window of the car and realised pretty quickly that what he had done was "monumentally stupid" when the elephant wouldn't move away from the car and seemed to be demanding more bananas.
I really love John Faine after listening to him on the radio for many years. The trip him and his son, Jack, went on a couple of years ago is really interesting to learn about but I feel that John really does need to chillax a bit. A bit too much of the book is about him stressing about the difficulties they have getting visas, and so on.
I really liked the parts of the book that Jack wrote as he writes in a very poetic and beautiful way. I think the best chapter is the one that Jack wrote about spending a night in Ashgabat, the capital of Turkmenistan, with some drunk people around his own age — late teens, early twenties — while John was sick with a stomach bug. This chapter is really moving and poignant.
Other favourite and very moving parts are the descriptions of their thoughts and feelings when they visited Balibo in Timor-Leste; their comments and thoughts about Iran and their description of how moving it was to visit Gallipoli. Jack writes at the beginning of chapter 40 that "I thought Gallipoli would be a wank. A patriotic and sickening tribute to the soldiers who courageously died for us, a vital moment in the history of Australia and our coming of age and all that crap. Instead, I cried".