
expectations. I don't think I missed much by reading the two books out of order - though it was useful to have a better understanding of why the youthful Fermor decided to go walking across Europe. Starting in December 1932. (Book written 45 years later!)
This is the kind of well-read, highly inquisitive person with whom I would love to travel - seems impossible for him to view a landscape (or cityscape) without it conjuring up visions of related historical occurrences, depictions by artists, local music and customs, etc. Nonstop provocation of one's imagination - which is the best thing, after all.
As with the other book of his - once you read it, you simply have to visit the area. (Kind of the way this book required me to make this trip.)
Thoughts:
1. Compact writing style - makes me jealous, I would love to write in that manner.
2. On a barge he was given a meal of baked beans garnished with speck - basically just fat - he found it frightful. Now I know what Grandpa Bormann was referring to when he used the word - 50 years ago.
3. Interesting theory of how the "Landsknechts" (a term I hadn't heard before) set the tone for architecture in the area. Who knows?
4. I never really had bothered to figure out how the Danube flows, or why it was the ultimate runway for Asian invaders over the centuries. Fascinating to trace its west-east run from Germany (eventually heading south into the Black Sea). I can see that leisurely travel in this area would be a delight.
5. Melk. Regensburg. He loves Prague (though, it not being on his route, required a side trip).
6. German towns. Nazi activities - early phases of its hold on power.
7. He knew the Dutch landscape painters very well - and passing through on foot gave him constant reminders of their work. A wonderful Christmas story with a kind family.
8. Long-term occupation by Roman empire - near-mythical the frontier with the deep woods.
9. I'm interested in learning more about Bohemia - the under-appreciated but majority bloodline for my little wife. This book is a good assist in this regard.
10. Was reading this in the latter stages of Lent . . . the author arrives in a small Hungarian town just as evening services begin on Holy Thursday . . . just a great, evocative recounting of the ceremony, the evening of the Betrayal, etc. Wonderful scene.
11. He reaches Budapest, which is where the next book starts.
I need this as a reference, so just bought it. It is a delight.
No comments:
Post a Comment