Years back we took a family vacation and visited several counties in England, On my birthday we visited Bath. You would be amazed how much Jane Austen memorabilia you can find there. For me it was intriguing to walk where Miss Jane Austen lived.
This book, All Roads Lead to Austen, called to me as it was about travel, adventure and, of course, Jane Austen books. I have to admit straight away that I did not finish this book. I just plain ran out of steam and got a little…..bored.
The idea of spending a year traveling in foreign counties is very intriguing and adventurous. I know this not only by reading as much as I did of this book, but because I have done just that. Decades back I traveled around Europe for an entire year and half. No plans in particular, just roaming and enjoying other cultures. That is an adventure in itself, although my father didn’t quite agree with that sentiment at the time. LOL
I could relate to that part of the story about picking up books from the countries she visited. Being a bookworm I am guilty of packing a suitcase with books from foreign places, dragging heavy luggage along to enjoy my treasures when I got home. The author did manage to come up with a good reading list from the countries she traveled.
Talking about the Austen novels with her book “clubs” was also enjoyable. But I started losing interest in her nattering on about her family, her mother and the sometimes pretentious observations about her love life. Do I believe she honestly met a Mexican man and moved in with him without knowing much about him? No, I don’t. Maybe it happened but it seemed exaggerated. So did her affair with the Argentinian.
Basically, there wasn’t enough Jane Austen in a story with a title All Roads Lead to Austen. That’s my humble opinion.
Now, one day I need to post about my trip to Bath and Austen-centric wanderings there.
Linking up with Joy’s British Isles Friday