A very "in the moment" kind of book. The writing is mostly clever and even though Bryson is American, he's got that Brithish wit and lingo down pat. If I were to visit the U.K., I would take this book with me as a cozier, more anecdotal travel guide.
The architecture talk bogged me down a bit, and it is nearly impossible to skim this book. Just when you think you can glide over an assail of...
more A very "in the moment" kind of book. The writing is mostly clever and even though Bryson is American, he's got that Brithish wit and lingo down pat. If I were to visit the U.K., I would take this book with me as a cozier, more anecdotal travel guide.
The architecture talk bogged me down a bit, and it is nearly impossible to skim this book. Just when you think you can glide over an assail of how this or that building was ugly, your eyes jump back about two or three sentences and you say, "WHAT?", as he has somehow managed to add some zingy hilarious spice in what, at first glance, appears to be bland, boring oatmeal.
I also got a kick out of his love for kooky Brits in history and enjoyed his sincere appreciation, in the end, for British culture and people.
I really can't say anything bad about it. My only lament is that it is a good book, but regrettably forgettable. The only reason why I'm able to recall stuff now is because this book was discussed in our book club.
But isn't that like a travel too? The journey of reading this book can be likened to his jaunt around Great Britain. There were good time and bad times, happy times, bored times, rainy times, when-will-this-be-over? times and I-can't-believe-this-is-over times. So, I guess, with that analogy in mind....read this book!
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