
Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert
Yep, it’s true, I read it. Come on, how could I resist? After all, for the past several months I’ve seen a kajillion women reading this on the bus. I realize that no male valet would be caught dead reading it but I decided to give it a shot in hopes of it giving me some insight into the female psyche and possibly a date or two. Let’s just say I was too cowardly to actually let anyone know I was reading this book, needless to say there were no dates, woe is me.
First things first, why in the world would you point out every possible thing that you are not going to talk about in your book in the first 15 pages? And then… proceed to talk about said things for the next 200+ pages, I just don’t get it.
I typically love a good travel story. This is not one of those typical travel books. Of course I realize that it was never meant to be that but in a way it came across as a blend of a woman finding herself and an adventure. Unfortunately there was no adventure, instead…

Finally, a science book I can understand without having to refer to wikipedia or the planned parenthood website.




