How can a book about a man running around the whole world be so boring?
If this book isn’t badly written, then why is it still bad?
Is this a great piece of poetic travel writing, or has it been overly polished?
Is this another author who distances himself from his story?
What were German readers looking for in a travel book after World War II?
How is it possible that 750 years don’t seem to leave a trace?
Was this a 14th-century fact finding mission or just another medieval mystery tale?
Why is it so much fun to read Medieval travel stories that are at least partly untrue?
Did conservative ethics turn this great adventure story into such a slow read?
Is this guy our average Joe from the Middle Ages?
If this is one of the classics of Portuguese literature, why is it such a slow read?