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From the beginning this book was full of nothing. The author droned on about how perfect he was to write travel stories for nearly the first 3rd. The narrator felt like a hokey tour guide at a petting zoo. All seemingly harmless until I realized I was listening to people recount stories they had heard about women being sold into white slavery for an hour. No facts, no first hand accounts just heresy. I'm planning a trip to Morocco and was looking for at min some cultural info or tips and this felt like an old racist man trying to scare women into not traveling. Dated, nonsensical, poorly executed garbage. The author being a psychologist only concerns me more. The fact that he also wrote about called "women traveling alone" a further clue into some sort of fetish for the author. A BIG THUMBS DOWN.
What would have made Travel Tales Collections: Morocco & North Africa better?
The 12 minute intro is self congratulatory and repetitive. We are told 3 times that the author has been to 125 countries, but he certainly hasn't been to North Africa recently if these tales are any indication. I listened to the first 14 chapters, most of them drug infused tales from the 70s or unverified 3rd party tales of blondes kidnapped for white slavery - nothing identified itself as being from this century. The author bills himself as a Travel Psychologist, claims to have even coined the term, but unless it takes places after chapter 14, no insight is given. The whole things comes off as a "Darwin's List" of stupidity.
Has Travel Tales Collections: Morocco & North Africa turned you off from other books in this genre?
Yes. Simply put, I was hoping for a compilation of tales that provided color and context for any upcoming trip. There is nothing to be gained in these tales except the knowledge that hasheesh was plentiful and potent 40 years ago.
How could the performance have been better?
The narrator conjures up images of the author and the voice feels authentic but one or two of the tales are from a woman's perspective and would have been better narrated in a woman's voice. I didn't understand that the teller was a woman until quite late into the stories as a result.
You didn’t love this book... but did it have any redeeming qualities?
I enjoyed one tale of a man who connected with a group of shop merchants in the Medina over music. He made certain assumptions about them, but after having lunch, and later, dinner with them, found himself enlightened and discovering trust. OF COURSE, the story ends with the group smoking hash in a rooftop bar and the teller becoming so loaded that he had to be helped back to his hotel.
Any additional comments?
I would be interested in a chronicle of recent travel tales, but this isn't it.