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Or maybe not. When people have jet lag, can't ...
Or maybe not. When people have jet lag, can't speak the language, figure out the money, or maintain intestinal regularity, they get cranky. And since they don't know anybody else in Kyoto to take it out on, they take it out on each other. Alas, couples therapy is rarely available on vacation, which is why we need this hilarious and truthful take on travel and togetherness.
Using her own misadventures--from honeymoon through Elderhostel--Weisman exposes all the gender landmines:
Destinations: He wants to outrun molten lava down a volcano, she prefers raking gravel in a Buddhist monastery.
Motivations: She longs for a change of scenery, he hopes for a change of self.
Preparations: She keeps a file of required sights, he won't be bullied by travel guides.
Accommodations: She divides every hotel room in half so he'll know on which side of the bed to throw his wet towel.
Inclinations: She shops a country, he eats it.
This is the real skinny on what happens when Mars and Venus hit the road. With a sly wink, a comic nod, and just the right amount of optimism, Weisman shows us that despite the shortcomings of one's beloved, harmonious travel is possible.
Posted January 6, 2004
What fun to read Mary-Lou Weisman's witty take on traveling with a spouse. Hilarious and oh so true. A round-trip of clever verbal prat-falls. I was left with a feeling of being ridiculously absurd and human.
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