No, I didn't just read 720 pages, calm down.
I wouldn't normally rate a book I haven't read, but I have to mark the book as something in order to put it on a shelf and write a review, so being the completist I am, I feel it necessary to attribute a star rating as well.
I was eager to get this book because I'm always looking for good travel tips and hints and I thought this would be filled with tips and hints. There's some okay stuff in here, but this is primarily for the non-traveled demographic. Like the people who have never left their home. For those of us who have traveled, a lot of the information here is redundant and stuff that is totally easy to read on travel blogs on the internet. Which is what I already do.
Additionally, there is a lot of information here, and I am not patient enough to sift through it all. I have skimmed every single page and read some of the more possibly-interesting sections, but again, a lot is common sense or so subjective that it's hard to apply all of it to your own experiences once you do travel. Travel is not one-size-fits-all, and I learned that the hard way when my boyfriend and I traveled with his brother and lady-friend several years ago. They couldn't handle our pace, which I knew going into it because I'm amazing and am well aware of people's weaknesses. But it was a learning experience, it had to be done, and now, no, no one can ever travel with us again. We're monsters on the road, that's how we like it. What was great for us was painful to them, vice versa. My idea of vacation doesn't involve sleeping all day in a hotel room in Florence, so while they did that one day, my boyfriend and I went to Siena and saw a bunch of stuff, and when we got back to the States and watched the James Bond movie Quantum of Solace we got to cheer in the theater "WE WERE JUST THERE OMG". Because that's the sort of assholes we are.
The point is, the only way you'll know if you're a traveler is if you actually travel. It's not for everyone. If it's not for you, that's okay, don't force it. I think traveling is the best thing in the world and I like to do it any chance I can get. We prioritize and save pennies (literally) to make trips happen, even if it's only for six days. Which is what we're about to do. You can't tell from reading books if you're going to enjoy yourself. This is a fine resource (with a lengthy list of other resources at the back of the book, in case you still need more information that this 720 pages didn't provide), but it's just that: a resource. The best thing you can do is just do it, make it happen, don't talk yourself out of it. You don't have to be rich (which this book does a nice job of pointing out), you don't have to quit your job, you don't have to bog yourself down with reason after reason as for why you can't go anywhere.
So this book is good for newbs at the travel scene, or for travelers who have very specific questions they want answered and, I dunno, the internet is down or something. This is not a sit-down-and-read-cover-to-cover sort of book (or I will call you a nerd if you do), but one to dip into now and again if, again, the internet is broken. Seriously, guys, you can get this stuff on the internet. The book also likes to say that you shouldn't just listen to your peers about places to go or things to do but I call bullshit on that. Is the author saying "Don't listen to your friends, but do listen to me?" Because there's a lot of personal experience stuff in here too, and I'm sorry, author-person, but I don't know you from Adam, so if the guy in our neighborhood with the beautiful Bernese Mountain Dog named Indy tells us to check a place out when we're in Switzerland, we're going to listen to him. (Okay, we actually didn't listen to him. I mean, we did, but we didn't make it where he recommended. But we took him seriously at least.) Yes, we do like to explore on our own, but if, for example, we hadn't asked my boyfriend's Corsican cousin about statue menhirs the last time we were in Corsica, we would have missed out on a few different sites that aren't as clearly labeled as Filitosa.
One of those occasions involved tromping through cow patties, being chased by giant animals, and almost being swept away in the smallest creek ever, but that's my point - you can't get experiences like that by reading a book like this. The only way it happens is if you make it happen and allow it to happen.