I absolutely love, love, love this book ...
I've had it for a number of years - since it came out - and am always on the hunt for new books by Sarah Macdonald. But, alas, I never find any. And that's a shame, because while a few other reviewers write that they feel Sarah takes too long to get to a point I think that extra development and insight into her own, individual thought process, perspective and situation is what makes this so appealing.
This is not meant to be a "here's-what-it's-like-to-live-briefly-in-India" type book. It's not the retelling of one woman's trip to an ashram by choice; if you want that buy "Eat, Pray, Love". This is a real account by a real woman who had real reason to be freaked out, delighted and surprised by the odd situations she found herself in while embarking on a strange, new adventure she was thrust into.
It's a lively, comprehensive travelogue. And it's great!
i was a little worried about this book, thinking it was going to be another eat, pray love, which i hated. it starts of with sarah moving from sydney to india to be with her soon to be husband whos landed a job there. she goes into india with a closed mind and her descriptions seem really prejudiced and negative. (though maybe thats what india is like?) as she spends time there, travelling, meeting people, finding herself, she becomes much more positive and open. her journeys are amazing and i can relate to her search to find a religion- some sort of belief system.
i like the fact that this is a year of her life, the reader goes through her changes- and its a funny, sad, real story. i also learned a little about each of the (major) religions in india which was interesting.
a good, quick read.
Loved the author's unique view and the way her character came through in the novel. Also felt I learned a fair bit about the various spiritual groups she discovered. A fun read.
I was excited to read this book because I love to travel and would like to go to India someday. It started off decent, but definitely hit a snag partway through and I lost interest. It did pick back up near the end, save for when she visits her husband in Pakistan. That was a verbose chapter to get to a point, in my opinion. In fact, that was often a problem for the author. I could see what she was wanting to get to, but she would take the long way to get there. I am a sucker for alliteration and the author does have some rather excellent alliteration sprinkled throughout. But, it wasn't always necessary. I think this book would have been much better if had been condensed a bit. It needs some of the superfluous content cut and it would be much more enjoyable.
I loved this first-hand account of the writer living in India. I didn't want the story to end -- it left me wanting to know more and to go there (even though India simultaneously attracts and repels me.)