This book was mentioned in a Facebook group I frequent. Someone was asking for recommendations of books to read while walking a Camino. I personally would never take a book to read on a Camino because of the weight, although I did take a folding keyboard to write – different priorities. In 1936 the author, Laurie Lee, at the age of 19, left his comfortable home in Gloucestershire to make his fortune, as they say. He began by walking to London. Bored with London, he left to find adventure in Europe and on a whim chose Spain. This book is the record of his twelve months in Spain before Franco and well before the European Union. It is a road trip without a vehicle, over mountain tracks and desert ruts, through lost villages and lost cultures. It isn’t a “Camino” book, but it is a book about walking and it is a classic. Where Hemingway is spare, Lee is rich in language, imagery and emotion. I loved it.