A globetrotting polyglot reporter based in Toronto planned an extended world tour to visit ailing relatives and friends in China, Hong Kong, Singapore, and Germany just as COVID-19 infections were spreading around the globe. The result is this rambling autobiographical travelogue.
There are some interesting anecdotes and insights, but there is nothing profound and much of it is mundane, bordering on boring. I doubt that many readers care where he was stranded because flights were cancelled. And he was back in Canada recording his musings by May, 2020, before the development of vaccines or a second or third wave, so the book is seriously outdated. There are too many sentences that start with the pronoun I. There is nothing new here that would not be both known to and of interest to anyone who keeps up to date with current global affairs. I cannot recommend it.
Thanks,
Isla.
The Passionate Reader 