I'm not a fan of Kerouac which is dinned into our ears, but Sylvain Tesson writes with wonderful poetry, he has humor and infinite wisdom acquired over the trails and away from the hustle and bustle.
It is cultivated, knows Goethe, Peguy, Hugo, Apollinaire, Shakespeare, Ségalen .......... Sometimes going the figure of Christ, "young Palestinian anarchist, attracting like the sun, who wanted to engage in most detestable occupation: change the world ".........
I did not like the 2nd part (on roofs.)
I wanted to copy some excerpts for a friend, it's impossible, because everything fits, everything is to be retained. Yet we must choose to give you an idea:
"Nothing beats a good time with yourself to browse the shelves of his inner biblitohèque". One can envy S.Tesson, free and at peace, a vagabond unhindered. Detached from everything, but shares with others his own wonder.
Delighted that this reading! Share it with others as I do in praising.