
An Idiot Abroad is possibly the best antidote you can find for an overdose of self-important travel shows, because it shows you that you don't have to enjoy travelling all the time - it's okay to sometimes just endure it. When I first came across the TV series An Idiot Abroad, I couldn't figure whether he was acting or not, but I came to the conclusion that he probably wasn't - he's just never developed a brain-to-mouth filter and so says what he's thinking and doesn't feel he needs to pretend to be sophisticated or profound.
Anyhow, this isn't the kind of book that I would ever pay full price for - but I have enjoyed his TV work enough that when I found it in a second-hand shop, I bought it and have been reading it piecemeal for a few months. It's an excellent loo book: short chapters and not a lot to digest.
It contains Pilkington's observations on life, travel and other things that are on his mind, with photographic snapshots and illustrations of and/or by him. It's not a book you should read in one go - you would soon stop being amused because it gets predictable after a while, but reading it one chapter or diary entry at a time is a nice way to while away a few minutes. You will find some chuckles and maye one or two things to make you laugh out loud.
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