Thanks to the author for the ebook I received in a gr giveaway!
The book felt like something between journal and storytelling... but things felt a bit overexplained and some conversations were a bit contrived--they felt like exposition disguised as dialogue. The voice of the narrative. Not to my liking, but not a big deal.
I like road trips and reading about road trips. I'm not sure what I was expecting from this book--maybe strategies on what the author calls "stealth camping" and many people refer to as boondocking. I have engaged in this practice myself and Abbott seems to have had less trouble with it than I have. (True, her vehicle is far more suited to circumspect sleeping than mine.) But she seems to have hit on many of the same things I did and was luckier in her choices of Walmart parking lots. I was disappointed that Abbott didn't seem to veer very far from the beaten path (even to the extent that she mostly reported patronizing national chain restaurants rather than exploring local options), did not make use of BLM or USFS lands, did not even set up a tent anywhere. The author seems satisfied with this superficial way of experiencing the country. I would not have been.
Any book about a solo road trip is going to contain a good deal of introspection and this one is no exception. As usual, no conclusions or solutions are reached, but a lot of navel-gazing occurs. I found it a little difficult to relate to the author, being a generation younger and without the kind of family and friendships Abbott clearly values. As the narrative progressed, I found myself less and less able to relate, which is unusual. My opinion of the author took a steep decline when she spent a lot of time and effort describing how terrible she found California. It felt kind of spiteful. A person who chooses to visit Death Valley in the dead of summer or Fresno at any time of year has no right to complain when they find the conditions hot and/or shitty. (Was that a spiteful thing for me to say?)
The main goal of the trip is to attend at least one AA meeting in every state in CONUS. Why? Multiple meetings a day for a person who is largely doing it to color in a shape on a map... feels icky. The secondary goal seems to be to visit all of the national parks that the author has not yet visited-- another checklist-type goal to which she seems to adhere more and more grudgingly. The third, albeit unstated, goal of the trip seems to be to do all this traveling entirely without paying for lodging, although she seems happy to take her sons up on their offers to spring for an occasional night at a hotel. None of these goals seems to make sense when followed strictly. The author is driving out of her way to attend AA meetings in a particular state, more than one each day on the east coast. She gets bored of red rock country somewhere in Utah (and generally hates arid environments, anyway) and drives long distances for a perfunctory stop at a national park on her list. She won't shell out for a crappy motel room or campsite when it's late and she's far from boondocking-friendly spots, resulting in long detours to rest areas. Strict adherence to these self-imposed goals turns her trip into a chore, not an adventure. (When your own rules start to work against you, it's time to think of them as guidelines instead.)
So, about the AA meetings. Even if I were shopping for a recovery/support group, I would not choose one as problematic as the constellation of AA-like organizations. It is clear that the author also has reservations about certain aspects of the program... but evidently not the fact that it seems to run largely on platitudes; she includes a handful of quotes from many of the meetings she attends, most of which sound slogan-y. Not for me.
Oddly, what I liked best about the book was the author's forays into her own backstory. It sounds like she had more adventures than I'd have expected from a lady of her description.