Last night, I finished reading A Year In Provence by Peter Mayle. Oh how I love books on traveling. I got it at the used bookstore for $2.00. Here is my review of it:
Was it an interesting book? I was. It had a little of everything. A little humor, a little sarcasim, a lot of passion when it came to food. I had always heard how slow things are in Europe when trying to build something (i.e. Peter’s renovation to his house), but never realized the hoops it takes to come to the final product. Patience is definitely needed!
Does this book help/relate to my life in any way? Not really. I mean, I would love to go to Provence for an extended vacation, and have – very slowly I might add – been trying to learn French. That is on my bucket list and could have been handy when reading the book.
If I was stuck on a desert island with this book, how many times would I read it? I think I would read it again. I mean, it’s not one that I am going to keep. While I loved the insite to “country” France, I did miss out on something. I can’t put my finger on it, but it just lacked something for me to whole-heartedly love it.
Would I recommend this book to a friend? I think I would.
I haven’t decided what the next book will be. It’s a toss up between 3.


























