Although the book is enjoyable to read and is full of beautiful pages, including some reflections on our modern consumerist civilization, the book struck me as a little raw. It must be said that its object is relatively thin and Tesson is less interested in the story of his journey, by the memory of the tragic epic of the great army. Like many books of all kinds have been written on this subject it is difficult to make something new or original. In addition it is also difficult to present this trip with friends as a significant challenge aventuresque. The result is rather meager compared to what we were used to reading. That said, it welcomes back the tessonnesque style, made plume, literary references, bold theatrics and personal opinion, sometimes with a punch.
We look forward to it completely furnish his serious accident, to give us a more dignified story of President of the European Guild of adventure raid.
PS. The sidecar passenger, Cedric Gras, other companion sprees of Tesson, is also a travel writer. He has just published "winter by Northwest," a book quite interesting on a journey in the Russian Far East.