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?
Should travel writers deliberately look for interesting stories or just go with the flow?
Is this a great piece of poetic travel writing, or has it been overly polished?
Why is this book only for those who are really into environmentalism?
Aren’t less words sometimes better, even if the words are beautiful?
Is it possible for a traveler to be too intellectual, and how could this impact his writing?
What were German readers looking for in a travel book after World War II?
Why is this book still so awesome after so many years?
Was this a 14th-century fact finding mission or just another medieval mystery tale?
If this was a good writer with a good story, then why did the editors not polish it a bit?
Why do these travel stories from 19th century Germany remain so recommendable?
Why is it so much fun to read Medieval travel stories that are at least partly untrue?
What happened to this otherwise decent book that caused it to be so annoying?
Is there anything not perfect about this travel book?