I read The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry because it was on the Amazon Book of the Month list. I read it last summer (yea this are a bit delayed!) on my way home and I kept reading a few pages and having to stop.
So even though I liked it, I couldn’t read it with any sort of attention span.
Then we got to Turkey and I was up from 2-4am with jetlag. I lay in bed, thankful for my iPad and read the book in the dark quiet of the early morning.
And I loved it.
I just loved, loved, loved it.
I recommend this one.
I really like this book, too. There was so much emotional resonance to it and lovely language, too. “A cherry tree stood in a dress of blossom, and as the wind took up it loosened a drift of petals like confetti.”