An interesting book. I first read it when I was closer to Fermor's age and saw him as an intellectual, a sort-of-polyglot, and a guy who willing to give anything a shot at least once. Sort of like Colin Thubron.

Reading the book at a middle-aged person, now I see him as a drunken youth, carousing across Europe. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

I suppose he was all of those things.

Recommended.