With this book it's simple to figure out the ending after the first few pages. I don't necessarily mind that, especially if the events leading to the ending explain how the ending happened. This book does not.

This book is a travelogue -- and not a very good one at that. It's more of a brag book than anything else. It's not scary, or a psychological thriller. Not by a long shot. So the author knows his wines, has been to a lot of the same tourist traps millions of others have been to.

I kept trying to figure out why I kept reading after I realized how stupid it was and I concluded that it was just a way of relaxing after a couple of stress-filled weeks: no thinking required and it didn't take too long for the story to make me able to drop off to sleep. Better than a sleeping pill. That's why it got two stars.
With this book it's simple to figure out the ending after the first few pages. I don't necessarily mind that, especially if the events leading to the ending explain how the ending happened. This book does not. This book is a travelogue -- and not a very good one at that. It's more of a brag book than anything else. It's not scary, or a psychological thriller. Not by a long shot. So the author knows his wines, has been to a lot of the same tourist traps millions of others have been to. I kept trying to figure out why I kept reading after I realized how stupid it was and I concluded that it was just a way of relaxing after a couple of stress-filled weeks: no thinking required and it didn't take too long for the story to make me able to drop off to sleep. Better than a sleeping pill. That's why it got two stars.