by Patrick Leigh Fermor.
This book continues Fermor’s journey on his travels, through countries such as Transylvania with the flurries of Nazism biting at his heels between 1934-1935. A gem of a book, I could definately feel as if the world he was describing was right there in front of me.
The book does have its fair share of monologues / ramblings but its still good and encouraged me to rush off to learn more about the characters and histories he describes.
Sadly, a great deal of the history he describes is lost to us due to changes in society which have occured since Fermor penned his diary on that fateful journey.
He doesn’t cover as much ground (book-wise) as he did previously. Still, he manages to be welcomed into the households of the former aristocrats in Budapest. He also manages to fall in love (shortlived though it is…). A good read.
MY RATING: *** / *****