Review of An Italian Affair

I thought I would finish the book before I gave you my thoughts, but I really don't see that the tempo or depth of this book will change in the next 18 pages.

Generally, I don't comment if it's a negative reaction, but some of you expressed an inkling to maybe reading it based upon my initial excitement about this book. So, here goes.

From the first line of the book, this memoir quickly went downhill. It's hard for me to read a book written in the third-person (or is it second-person: /you/). This autobiographical travelogue is written in the same vein as Eat, Love, Pray, which I thoroughly enjoyed as light reading. But it lacks the multi-dimensional writing and descriptive prose of Elizabeth Gilbert.

Sorry to be such a downer on this one. Hopefully my next selection, The Sixteen Pleasures, will be a better read.

An Italian Affair

Sounds like a sensational, sensual pleasure, si?

Candi's blog entry about Florence, Sandra's entry on in-flight entertainment are making me itchy to travel again. October was the last of my ventures. Italy in September can't come soon enough.

To assuage my hunger, I developed a list from researching SlowTravel, Amazon and a few other sites for books set in Italy. Currently reading An Italian Affair by Laura Fraser, an autobiographical memoir and travelogue about Florence, Ischia and a few other places around the world. I'm just getting into the book, but it had me at the first line - Mi hai spaccato il cuore. (You have broken my heart.)