I wanted to like this book, I really did. I've read other Bill Bryson books and have enjoyed his humor and commentary, but this book bore me. It felt more like a log of his daily actions, rather than a travel diary filled with stories of people, historical tid-bits, and emotional connections to places he's been. It started promising in theory, but 1/4 through it I started to struggle. I read it all, but by the end was definitely not enjoying it any longer.