ok, i'm exaggerating... (which, as you know, is SO unlike me!) ...this book did not actually change my life in any way...except that i am slightly more tired...as a result of staying up too late to read it for several nights in a row! :) it is a really cool book though, by an italian journalist who decided--as the result of a fortune teller's advice--not to fly for the entire year of 1993. it's sort of part travelogue and part social commentary...with a smidge of auto-biography...and a bit of an overview of eastern philosophy. the only authors i've read that even approach the same funky non-fiction style are justine hardy (bollywood boy is a fave) and mark kurlansky. but really...it's not enough like any other book to be able to label it...or compare it with anything else...and how often can you say that?!