Reading in Reykjavík

Researched and written in 1991, and published in 1992, just before the Rodney King riots, L.A. Lore is a snapshot of Los Angeles at the start of the 1990s as observed by a knowledgeable outsider. Brooks visited the city for three months and traveled to most of its municipalities and neighborhoods (and some neighboring ones), gathering material for his book. He puts a strong focus on architecture and museums, but also discusses the media, religion, the different cultures of the different neighborhoods, racial relations and history of the city, to name a few of the ingredients. Many chapters begin with snippets of radio shows he has listened to, although some of them actually seem fictional in their bizarre awfulness. The book is just about as sprawling as L.A. itself. I, like anyone else, have been aware of L.A. for a long time, and know the names of some its neighborhoods from popular culture and media: Hollywood, Bel Air, Venice, Malibu, Beverley Hills, Burbank, Santa Monica, Redon...

I came across a second-hand copy of this book in a charity shop in Kew, Richmond on a recent visit to England. (Was there a couple of weeks before the Covid-19 panic started). I love travelogues and one of my favourite authors of such stories is Gerald Durrell. I have nearly all of his travel books that he wrote about his various animal-collecting and, later, filming expeditions to odd corners of the globe, and as a matter of fact, one of my favourites is Three Singles to Adventure , about an animal-collecting expedition to Guiana which was made around the same time as the expedition Attenborough describes in this book. It was therefore interesting to read about Attenborough's adventures in the same country around the same time. It is, unfortunately perhaps, inevitable when one comes across two books about the same place and same kinds of activities written around the same time, to compare the two, especially when one of them is a favourite. I certainly found myself doing this ...

Full title: Misadventure in the Middle-East - Travels as Tramp, Artist and Spy I am beginning to notice a pattern in the titles of travelogues. First comes a catchy, preferably playfully humorous and often alliterative main title, preferably punning on the title of a book, song or movie. Some examples include the above, as well as The Wrong Way Home, Vroom With a View, On a Hoof and a P rayer and Around India in 80 Trains . Then comes a sub-title meant to entice the potential reader to pick up the book. this one is actually unusual in being shorter then the main title, but just witness the sub-title of the previous book I wrote about: Cape Town to Cairo by Any Means Possible . Mind you, I'm not complaining, I just think it's funny that I never noticed this before, because when I start thinking about it, I have read so many travelogues with this kind of title. But let's not get lost in asides - these were supposed to be reading notes for Misadventure in the Middle-Ea...

Full title : Swahili for the Broken-Hearted - Cape Town to Cairo by Any Means Possible I read two of Peter Moore's travelogues last year. The first, Vroom With a View: In search of Italy's dolce vita on a '61 Vespa , I read as preparation for a trip I took to Italy in September of that year, and the second, The Wrong Way Home - London to Sidney the Hard Way , I read as a consequence of enjoying the first. Both were fun reads and I gave both the same 3,5 stars in my reading log, although I seem to recall feeling that there was a little bit too much drinking in The Wrong Way Home for my taste. In Swahili for the Broken-Hearted , Moore travels overland up the coast of east Africa from Cape Town to Cairo, mainly on public transport and by catching rides. He visits some of the obligatory tourist places on the way, like Victoria Falls and Zanzibar, and stays in accommodations ranging from fairly luxurious lodges to backpacker hostels to cheap flops; meeting a variety of peo...