“Currently reading” is certainly an understatement. I bought this book four years ago, back when I was studying in Portugal during the summer of 2014. I’ve read it on and off over the years but I haven’t finished yet. I have a hundred pages left, not counting the appendices.
Maybe this year I’ll get around to finishing it. But maybe not. This book has lived in so many purses and carry on bags. I’ll disappear into it for a little while before I’m overwhelmed. It’s an escape, but it’s not an easy one.
This is anything but light reading. This is something you read in fits and starts, because that’s how it was written.
I’m worried that once I finish it, I won’t be able to escape with Fernando anymore.